Francesca Lia Block: Trending 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.”

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

“Sometimes a wild horse needs to feel that his rider is just a little bit wilder.”

“You are in my blood. I cant help it. We can't be anywhere except together”

“Magic can be found in stolen moments.”

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

“Our eyelashes brushed like they would weave together by themselves, turning us into one wild thing. I say, “I think I missed you before I met you even.”

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

“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.”

“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.”

“Any love that is love is right.”

“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.”

“You asked me who I thought I was before. I said maybe I was a fish because I love water and you said, you thought a mermaid, maybe.
If you were a mermaid, you said, if you were a mermaid, I was the sea.”

“Love is a dangerous angel.”

“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.”