I've never been in love. I will die without knowing what it feels like to need to see one person's face when you go to sleep at night, to crave seeing it when you wake up. I wish I knew.
Libba BrayCome awake, Tom. Fathers can willfully hurt their children. They can be addicts too weak to give up their vices, no matter the pain it causes. Mothers can turn you invisible with neglect. They can erase you with a denial, a refusal to see. Friends can deceive you. People lie. It is a cold, hard world. I do not blame Nell Hawkins for retreating from it into a madness of her own choosing.
Libba BrayBeggin' your pardon, miss, but I was told you be the one to help me cross on to the next world." "Who told you this?" His eyes widen. "A fearsome creature with a head full of snakes!" "You musn't fear her," I say, taking the man's hand and leading his toward the river. "She's as tame as a pussycat. She'd probably lick your hand given the chance." "Didn't seem harmless," he whispers, shuddering. "Yes, well, things are not always as they appear, sir, and we must learn to judge for ourselves.
Libba BrayI wouldnโt expect you to get it, Daisy. You donโt look at anything besides Photoplayโand even then somebodyโs gotta explain the pictures to you.โ Daisyโs mouth hung open in outrage. โWell, I never!โ โYeah, thatโs what you tell all your fellas, but the rest of us arenโt buying it. Go away, now, Daisy. Shoo, little fly!
Libba Bray