Alice Hoffman Quotes

Mean people are meaningless.

I'm trying to find someone who doesn't want to be found.""That can be as hard as looking for a shadow.

He was withdrawing. I think it was getting harder for him to accept his fate. Like a bird in a cage, he grew silent.

I head a bitterness that hadn't been there before. Something was changing inside him. He'd had enough of following the rules.

It's still horrible to wish the worst on anyone. I'm sure she had her reasons. Maybe people hurt her feelings, the same way I was hurt. A single word can feel like a rock being thrown at you.

Every man engaged in war tells himself he can alter what has been written, that it is he, not God, who is the maker of destiny, free to change what is meant to be.

...never to rush something I was creating, but instead let it come into being as if it had a soul of it's own.

Although I am no longer caught in the past, the future seems like a ridiculous thing to me. Try to catch it, hold it in your hand. It disappears every time.

I saw this was the way of the future, to leave the past behind as if it were a dream.

... the past was what we carried with us, threaded to the future, and we decided whether to keep it close or let it go.

... a man always revealed his own inner story in his actions and expressions. A man's past deeds foretold his future and allowed anyone with half a brain to divine the path he would take.

There is the outside of a story, and the inside of a story... One is the fruit and may be delicious, but the other is the seed.

People expected certain things of me: assistance, silence, comfort. They had no idea who I was.

The stars are reflected from within the black water in the cistern. I find comfort in the omen I glean from this: light in the darkness, truth when it seems there is none.

That was the sorrow of it. He saw the light but never expected the darkness.

Interesting, but she could see that the boy didn't have a single lie in him. A very rare condition, especially for the male of the species.

...early on Monday evening, when the sky was the color of a velvet ribbon falling over the hills.

Someone killed himself because of me once, Meredith said.People kill themselves because of what's inside of them, not because of other people.

Feelings are best left concealed. They can bite you if you're not careful. They can eat you alive.

Although she'd never believe it, those lines in Gillian's face are the most beautiful part about her. They reveal what she's gone through and what she's survived and who exactly she is, deep inside.

You want me to lie to you?" said McKay. I shrugged. Why not? I didn't mind lies.

The story became a cloud, and the cloud a sheet of rain, and rain fell throughout the empire.

I want the difficult stories, the ones that aren’t easy to believe, the twisted ones, the sorrowful ones, the ones that need telling most of all.

But I was not a mouse. In the fields where I walked, I was much more interested in the actions of the hawks.

In a novel, you'll find yourself in a world of possibilities. You'll find shelter there.

They sealed this promise by hooking pinkies, the way they used to, long ago, when promises didn't hurt as much.

You want to know what love is? Its the thing that ruins you.

There seemed to be handfuls of stars tossed right above the rooftops in Haddan, keeping the town still alight at midnight.

I knew what happened in fairy tales. The strong survived while the weak were eaten alive.

She has an eye for tragedy and sorrow. Show her a rose and she'll see only the wasp in the center of the bloom.

Your sorrow will become smaller, like a star in the daylight that you can't even see. It's there, shining, but there is also a vast expanse of blue sky.

Time wasn't the same anymore. Doors were slamming shut before we even knew they'd been opened. Good fortune can take forever to get to you, but as it turns out, sorrow is as quick as a shot.

I wrote Seventh Heaven for my mother who I miss eve

It had made her too helpless, because that's what love did. There was no way around it and no way to fight it. Now if she lost, she lost everything.

You should never trust a liar so you should never trust a man of honor. Those two are the worst of mankind.

She understood love. What destroys you saves you, she had told me.

Sam said, Hey, you want to get high? Amy had taken his words to mean You are so beautiful I am undone by you.

What was a demon but a lost soul, one that had been forced to use his skills to survive.

I only had access to him when we were together in the library, and I loved them both -the library and my father- equally and without question.

In good time every secret must be shared and every miracle called into question.

Love someone and they're yours forever

[Eddie] wondered if every criminal saw himself as the hero of his own story and if every thankless son was convinced he'd been mistreated by his father.

Although my father had never been there, I came to believe I would someday see that city for him.

All the characters in my books are imagined, but all have a bit of who I am in them - much like the characters in your dreams are all formed by who you are.