Francesca Lia Block Quotes

“I wish I wasn’t a girl who needed so much but a little free creature that slept in deserts and ran on clouds and lived on lilies.”

“Pain can give you sight or make you blind.”

“Flowers are reincarnation. They come out of the earth of our ashes. Nothing else looks so soul-like.”

“What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool?”

“I want to be untouchable and beautiful and completely dead inside.”

“The most Beautiful people are the ones that don't look like one race or even one sex”

“Under the pink Harlequin sunglasses strawberry dangling charms, and sugar-frosted eyeshadow she was really almost beautiful.”

“Think of your pain like a bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.”

“No matter how bad things get, you can always see the beauty in them. The worse things get, the more you have to make yourself see the magic in order to survive.”

“My mother says that pain is hidden in everyone you see. She says try to imagine it like big bunches of flowers that everyone is carrying around with them. Think of your pain like a big bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one.”

“What shall we do, all of us? All of us oassionate girls who fear crushing the boys we love with our mouths like caverns of teeth, our mushrooming brains, our watermelon hearts?”

“In Mexico people wear hummingbird amulets around their necks to show they are searching for love. Here people pretend that they aren’t. Searching.”

“Love is a dangerous angel.”

“Any love that is love is right.”

“No matter where I am, I am always loving you.”

“Magic can be found in stolen moments.”

“I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands.”

“If you want to find the trail, if you want to find yourself, you must explore your dreams alone. You must grow at a slow pace in a dark cocoon of loneliness so you can fly like wind, like wings, when you awaken.”

“Just like any woman,… we weave our stories out of our bodies. Some of us through our children, or our art; some do it just by living. It's all the same.”

“But be careful; sand is already broken but glass breaks. The shoes are for dancing, not running away.”

“This was not a fearie tale. This was not the movies. This was life. It hurt more. It was excruciating. It was excruciatingly beautiful.”

“… choose to believe in your own myth
your own glamour
your own spell
a young woman who does this
(even if she is just pretending)
has everything….”

“She wished she had a little yellow house of her own, with a flower box full of real flowers and herbs – pansies and rosemary – and a sweet lover who would swing dance with her in the evenings and cook pasta and read poetry aloud.”

“Everything was chocolate ice cream and kisses and wind.”

“Morning. Strawberry sky dusted with white winter powder sugar sun. And nobody to munch on it with”

“You make me feel like I have wings when you touch me.”

“I'll be inside the one who holds you. And then I won't be.”

“After his kisses and hugs it feels like without them my body will fall apart into pieces.”

“Find the goddess inside yourself instead of looking for the god in someone else.”

“The girl in the mirror wasn't who I wanted to be and her life wasn't the one I wanted to have.”

“I wanted him to hold me, to take care of me. To make the pain dissolve away. I know that this was part of what had ruined everything but I wanted it once more anyway.”

“If death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you”

“If you were a mermaid, you said, If you were a mermaid, I was the sea.”

“Everything is an illusion; that is the whole thing about it - illusion, immitation, a mirage. It makes me too sad. Its having like a good dream, you know you are going to wake up.”

“I stand here waiting. To disappear or sing.”

“What happens to the rest of something when you smash its heart?”

“Pulling heads off Barbies, sticking them on the TV antenna and ruining the reception. But thats how witch babies are.”

“Weetzie wished she could shake blue glitter around all of them - keeping them sparkling and safe.”

“Every girl is a goddess.”

“You must reach inside yourselves where I live like a story, not old, not young laughing at my own sorrow, weeping pearls at weddings, wielding a torch to melt sand into something clear and bright.”

“i could see the veins through your skin like a map to inside you. how could skin be that thin? i was so afraid you might drop and break. i stopped breathing so you wouldn't.”

“I dreamed you were standing in this dark place and you touched these dead flowers and they lit up like they were electric or something. Electric lilies. Lighting up the Valley.”

“He said that black sheeps express everyone else's anger and pain. It's not that they have all the anger and pain-they're just the only ones who let it out. Then the other people don't have to.”

“At least the girls in stories were alive before they died.”

“I will not eat cakes or cookies or food. I will be thin, thin, pure. I will be pure and empty. Weight dropping off. Ninety-nine… ninety-five… ninety-two… ninety. Just one more to eighty-nine. Where does it go? Where in the universe does it go?”

“You are my Marilyn. You are my lake full of fishes. You are my sky set, my 'Hollywood in Miniature,' my pink Cadillac, my highway, my martini, the stage for my heart to rock and roll on, the screen where my movies light up.”

“I dont know about happily ever after… but I know about happily, Weetzie Bat thought..”

“Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath.”

“The true warrior isn't immune to fear. She fights in spite of it.”

“Besides, secretly, without knowing it herself, she had been waiting for a Beast to go to.”

“His own voice was older than he was. Ancient, unearthed from some mystical subterranean place… The voice seemed to make his whole body ache. Maybe it made him bleed inside. I wondered if it hurt, if it burned in his throat.”

“She was no longer a slow dreamer watching the flowers grow. She was a warrior now. Warriors need something to fight for though, beside their lives, because otherwise their lives will not be worth it.”

“It's important to tell your story. It's important to listen.”

“She had changed him. The ice was in his eyes and in his heart, like he had predicted with that song, but now they were deep embedded there, all the pain of the world. Not pain to make you feel for somebody else but pain to make you stop feeling.”

“If Death is your father, you don't ever have to worry about what part of his body the disease will strike next. If Death is your lover, you don't have to be afraid that he will ever leave you.”