Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones Quotes
How to Commit the Perfect Murder" was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.
Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.
What I think was hardest for me to realize was that he had tried each time to stop himself. He had killed animals, taking lesser lives to keep from killing a child
Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them.
How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?
Out loud I said I had two children. Silently I said three. I always felt like apologizing to her for that.
He would find his Susie, inside his young son. Give that love to the living.
This little girl's grown up by now, " she said.Almost.Not quite.I wish you all a long and happy life.
Placing blame was easier than adding up the mounting figures of what he'd lost.