Alice Hoffman: Trending quotes (page 2)

“The weak are cruel. The strong have no need to be.”

“Every problem has a solution, although it may not be the outcome that was originally hoped for or expected.”

“My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.”

“Once you know some things, you can't unknow them. It's a burden that can never be given away.”

“I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.”

“Here's the thing about luck… you don't know if it's good or bad until you have some perspective.”

“Here is the riddle of love: Everything it gives to you, it takes away.”

“Still, she knows one thing for certain: never judge a relationship unless you are the one wrapped up in its arms.”

“Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.”

“Some things, when they change, never do return to the way they once were. Butterflies for instance, and women who've been in love with the wrong man too often.”

“In losing a friend, she is reminded of all she has lost and all she stands to lose again. There is nothing to be done to make it any easier.
We all grieve alone.”

“He started to look at me in a manner I recognized: it was the way I looked at a new book, one I had never read before, one that surprised me with all it had to say.”

“That is the joy of reading fiction: when all is said and done, the novel belongs to the reader and his or her imagination.”

“Avoid men who call you Baby, and women who have no friends, and dogs that scratch at their bellies and refuse to lie down at your feet. Wear dark glasses; bathe with lavender oil and cool fresh water. Seek shelter from the sun at noon.”

“Some people say, 'Save yourself and you save your ways.' I say, 'Be yourself and you save your soul.”

“No one knows you like a person with whom you've shared a childhood. No one will ever understand you in quite the same way.”

“Crying wasn't like riding a bike. Give it up, and you quickly forget how it's done.”

“I didn’t want to be prideful anymore. I wanted to be as hard as and brittle as the stones I carted into the woods. Stones that could not feel or cry or see. I wished not to feel anything at all.

In no time, what I wished for, I became.”

“I knew what it was to yearn for a life so distant it seemed that it had never been anything more than a dream.”