Adele Griffin Quotes

Not that I was morbidly obese or anything. But I guess I was hanging on the hope that one day I might accidentally whittle down to my inner toothpick.

Aunt Clara doesn't take her eyes off her toast. Her delicate jet earrings tremble as her knife scratches at the toast like a cat's paw, buttering every inch. Strange how even the most mundane habits of dislikable people can strike such harsh chords. I even hate the way Aunt butters.

The fastest journey is achieved on foot

Sister Maria Martinez whom I believe I've mentioned before has been giving me cooking classes. Today I learned how to bake mean banana bread. The secret apparently is half a cup of dark rum.

And I didn't mean to shut her out, but sometimes I did it anyway. I liked having power. Power is its own kind of magic.

Fears are to be faced, not denied, and life is to be lived, not mourned.

Or maybe I was just in progress. Hatching another character for another extraordinary story, yet untold.

This story in my head is too hot to touch. I grabbed it anyway.

What are you burning?" On a glance, just some papers.
"I write in a journal." He spoke below his breath, so that his words weren't quite for me. "Because I like to see everything written down. So that I know it really happened. That I wasn't just making it up. Then I read it and memorize it. And then I have to destroy the hard evidence."
I thought of my own journal, the muddle of every page. All those unfiltered, lunatic letters to Sean Ryan.
"What is it, exactly, that you need to destroy?"
"Everything that I don't want to be true.

It's strange how so much life can be lived without speaking

Peter and Jessie were like Romeo and Juliet. Have you ever seen that old movie? Starring Leonardo Dicaprio?

She needs to make one phone call, and she wishes she could make it into her past. Into last year. Or two years ago.