Carla H Krueger Quotes

I became a physicist to understand the world, then I became a writer to try and change it. ~ Carla H. Krueger

I always feel anxious if anyone's close to uncovering my secrets. ~ Carla H. Krueger

I'll be your friend until you find a better one. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Disorder, disobedience & rule breaking are features of all my stories. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Some ancient oversight had nearly taken his sight, but this sad fuck was already blind inside. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Katie soon learned there was a problem with hope. ~ Carla H. Krueger

There is just too much cruelty, selfishness and corruption in the world not to want to crush the poisonous will of those who cause it by writing about it as powerfully as I can. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Trap yourself inside your own brain, switch off the light, block all the escape routes, then turn your back on everything you know to be reality and try and survive there. Try. Living. Nowhere. ~ Carla H. Krueger

To cut a long story short, I'm a writer. ~ Carla H. Krueger

I like to think I've written something worth reading when I cry the tears of the characters. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Where's your dog?' I ask quickly. 'Dawn said you had a dog. Let's take the dog out.'
'There ain't no dog,' replies Janis. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Our constant desire to genre-label cripples new writers. Let them experiment, explore and surprise. ~ Carla H. Krueger

So much of what we read nowadays is there one moment and gone the next. When you read something good, cherish it. ~ Carla H. Krueger

One man's fight is another man's freedom. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Prayer is better than pills. ~ Carla H. Krueger

It's hard to stop people comparing their world with the world they imagine you to have. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Youngsters deserve no opinions. ~ Carla H. Krueger

There are books that change our perspectives and books that change our personalities. ~ Carla H. Krueger

When a person sets out to learn from others and not to teach others he becomes a true writer. ~ Carla H. Krueger

There are times when I can't believe how much ridiculous stuff happens to me and how brilliant it is to be in a position to write about it. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Blank walls are a shared canvas and we're all artists. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Writing is just building a new world – one character, one place, one maniac at a time. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Writing is more about telling other peoples' stories than your own ~ Carla H. Krueger

I want to question societal norms, encourage people to think in new ways. ~ Carla H. Krueger

I can love what is broken. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Shush – it's silent time again. ~ Carla H. Krueger

She is intent on pleasing the men that frighten her. ~ Carla H. Krueger

I lose it when I can't write. I feel sad and confused and fucked off. ~ Carla H. Krueger

No matter what the good boys tell you, criminality is not a level playing field. ~ Carla H. Krueger

She was not alone in her respect for him. Because he is more than a boss to people. He's a religion for non-believers. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Reality was dawning on him and he hated reality. If you were him, so would you. ~ Carla H. Krueger

When I read a daring book or listen to rebellious music, I feel like I've found what freedom really means. ~ Carla H. Krueger

There are some great, subversive female writers out there. Gender should not affect anything. It does, but it shouldn't. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Dawn cackles as she guides me through the all-glass porch. Thinner, paler Reina shuffles about behind Dawn, watching as I slip my boots off. Although she tries to hide her hands, her fingers flicker nervously. I place my boots neatly on the floor of the porch beside the other pairs in the shadows under the coats. Music drifts through to us from a distant room – it's the Beach Boys' California Dreamin'. Dawn looks at me and I smile – they've put the record on for me. Dawn nods along happily. 'Hear you're a surfer boy!' she says and she mimics riding a wave. ~ Carla H. Krueger

First time I ever put pen to paper, I had one goal – to build something no one had ever thought of before. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Every book contains a secret – even the writer doesn't always know what it is. ~ Carla H. Krueger

I suffered my own battles. I suffer still. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Someone asked me, 'How do you write a book?' I said, 'I live with a pen in one hand. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Please, never tell me what 'horror erotica' is. Real #art is being lost in a bizarre swamp of over-processed, sexually exploitative garbage. ~ Carla H. Krueger

I'm proud to be a writer. I'm doing the job all my heroes did. ~ Carla H. Krueger

The fear of not being remembered is a dangerous thing. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Lyrics paved my teenage route to loving words. I take those passionate mini-stories with me everywhere. ~ Carla H. Krueger

I'm an observer. I am fascinated by people and how their minds work (and, of course, my own). Why we are the way we are, why we do the things we do – and that interest drives my writing. I was a physicist before fiction claimed my soul, so I'm an experimenter. I'm open to different ways of thinking. I like exaggerating, making things up. I'm a very open, honest person in life and that's the way it should be, but when it comes to fiction, I want to pour a few sharp objects into the comfort zone. Our fears are powerful, yet we've all got a desire to laugh and be entertained. I could have followed the same path I do now as a scientist, examining how the brain works. Ironically I get much more freedom to experiment as a writer. That's why I love it. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Time is not an enemy as such, but a missing person, sending cryptic postcards from the past. ~ Carla H. Krueger

The most lies we will ever tell in our lives will be to ourselves. ~ Carla H. Krueger

The only difference between writers and people who don't write is that writers aren't afraid to display their demons. ~ Carla H. Krueger

You have to know your own mind inside out before you can know the minds of others. ~ Carla H. Krueger

We are all the sum of a million moments in our lives. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Reading a book that challenges you is the best way to practice facing real-world fears. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Read the right books and we can be as wild and worry-free as we've ever wanted to be. No law can stop us reading. ~ Carla H. Krueger

When I write, I write obsessively. I try to pace myself, but some fires are too hot to put out. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Writing is a solitary existence, especially if you forget to chat to your friends – sorry, I meant characters. ~ Carla H. Krueger

People love books because they're searching for answers to deep, unconscious questions - and books get as close as it's possible to get. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Books are readable drugs. ~ Carla H. Krueger

You're my prey tonight. ~ Carla H. Krueger

He had become the sky around the sun – alive, but not really there. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Fear spread through the house. ~ Carla H. Krueger

For no real reason – well, perhaps because of the seriousness under the trees or Nader's hair, which was very messy and covered in little grass seeds – Katie began to giggle. She knew it was wrong, yet it was also natural. She covered her mouth with both hands, but Nader was already pale with revulsion. He turned and marched away into unwanted sunlight, leaving her to wonder why bad things happened and why no good person prevented them. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Too old for dolls. Too ill for tablets. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Someone once said writing and gardening are similar pursuits. Tell you what, I'd have one fucked up garden if that were the case. ~ Carla H. Krueger

It's better to be remembered for what you said, not what you earned. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Creativity is as much about order against freedom; control versus rebellion; organisation against disorder as it is about straightforward imagination. ~ Carla H. Krueger

Most of her contemporaries simply don't understand why she has all these paper books, or indeed all this paper.
It's a hands-on craving. I can't remember anything unless I write it down or draw it. Many of our words for cognition are tactile words. We speak of "handling" a problem, "turning it over" in our minds, "grasping" an idea.
A keyboard just doesn't do it for all of us. ~ Carla Speed McNeil

Weight Loss Start in Your Mind, NOT on Your Plate! ~ Carla Ferrer

I'm tired of feeling mad. I'm tired of feeling sad. . . I just want things to be okay again. ~ William Kent Krueger

You are the light. The darkness will always try to snuff you out. ~ William Kent Krueger

Well, first of all, I'm an incredibly gullible person - I'm so bad that when I said that to someone, my friend said, 'You know, 'gullible' isn't even in the dictionary.' And I said, 'Really?' As I was saying 'Really?' I will acknowledge that I then realized what was happening, but that's how bad I am. ~ Carla Gugino

I generally make a sort of playlist for my iPod for whatever project I'm doing. ~ Carla Gugino

No real fairytale scared me, but Freddy Krueger did. 'Nightmare on Elm Street' scared the living hell out of me, but no fairytale. Maybe 'Hansel and Gretel' a little bit when they were walking through the forest and they met the witch. But I liked being scared, I really enjoy being scared. ~ Lana Parrilla

Allah doesn't want people to complain to other people," he said. "People must complain to Allah, not to anyone else. ~ Carla Power

YOU! You're boring! You're not even good enough for a good insult! You're in the one place Where magic is always real! Part the seas if you want! Rain down ink and blood! Transform! Fly! You're not allowed to spend the rest of your life panicking! You've got to give something back if you want to get out of here!"
What? What?? What do I give?"
You've got stories in there, I know, I can smell 'em
"
Stoppit, stoppit! I don't! I can't tell a story to save my life!"
Funny you should put it that way. ~ Carla Speed McNeil

Mr. Stone is a jackass."
That was Alex's greeting when he found me in the hall Friday afternoon.
"Probably," I agreed, levering myself out of the corner where I'd been waiting, on nervous Hannanda alert, for him to show up. "But I don't think he can help it."
"Generous of you." Alex swung his backpack from his left shoulder to his right, then, like it was the most natural thing in the world, pulled mine out of my hand. I was too surprised to stop him. "Allons-y."
We turned a few heads as we went. I would have happily met him a block away from school, but he'd preempted my cowardice, sliding a note into my locker that morning. Front hall, 3:15. I ignored the stares as Alex held the big front door open for me, my heavily inked bag dangling from his wrist. I figured any speculation would last only as long as it would take for us to hit the street in front of the school. By then, at least one "Wait. Wait. Alex Bainbridge left with Freddy Krueger?" would have been met with "Yeah. He's tutoring her in French. Winslow's making him. ~ Melissa Jensen

Cork, promise me something." "What?" "You won't do anything that'll get you hurt." "I'm not what you'd call a brave man," he assured her. She sighed, her breath making the hair at the back of his neck shiver. "Maybe not, but you're stubborn, and that's just as bad." After ~ William Kent Krueger

air and the rain. Approaching the side of the car, I bend over and knock on the window on the driver's side. He has a pair of binoculars in his hand. As he presses the button to open the window, he tries to hide it out of sight but he's not quick enough. 'Sorry,' I say. 'Do you need any help? ~ Carla Vermaat

Remember, Shaw, that the power of the dagger lies not only in the visual, but also the symbolic. ~ Carla Trueheart

I thought marriage was something very quiet and very regular and very bourgeois. ~ Carla Bruni

Look,Freddy Krueger, if I thought there was a chance in a gazillion that Alex would even feature you in a nightmare, I might not be saying this so nicely. But I feel sorry for you, so I'm going to give you a tip." The p was sharp,harsh. She leaned in,close enough that I could see the pale,shimmery lipstick caked in the corners of her mouth. "This thing you have for him just makes you look like the world's most pitiful loser. Did you really think you had even the smallest chance with him? Did you?"
I didn't answer.Maybe a no would have satisfied her. Maybe not.
"You are a skank and a freak," she snapped, the hard sounds making me flinch. "You don't belong here. Go back to your greaseball 'hood. The sight of you makes me sick!"
Any girl who has ever been face-to-face with another angry girl, especially one with infinitely more spite and social standing knows to run.It's innate, from bunnies to baboons. Don't mess with the alpha female. She'll tear your throat out. So I ran,but not before I got a glimpse of Anna's face.
In the second before she turned away, she looked like someone had slapped her. Funny, seeing that didn't make me feel any better. ~ Melissa Jensen

Most people bought the corporate party line. Experience and wisdom needed to make way for youth and beauty. The more people consumed, the better off was the economy. Newer. Bigger. Brighter. These were the things sought. ~ Blue Tent Carla R. Herrera

But all this was beside the point. What scared Amy was the mere fact of what looked inescapably like recreational malevolence. The poem had been written by an adult, not some teen with an unfinished brain. Whoever wrote the line bootlicker, sycophant, toady intended damage, understood how Carla would feel, how anybody would feel, being called such names. The line was playful, offhand, the poem itself a smug, imperious cat stretch. The writer was having fun. Amy had been comfortable in the same room with someone whose idea of fun this was. ~ Jincy Willett

We breathe love in and we breathe love out. It's the essence of our existence, the very air of our souls. ~ This Tender Land, William Kent Krueger

I wanted to be a sex goddess. And you can laugh all you want to. The joke is on me, whether you laugh or not. I wanted to be one -- one of them. They used to laugh at Marilyn when she said she didn't want to be a sex-goddess, she wanted to be a human being. And now they laugh at me when I say, "I don't want to be a human being; I want to be a sex-goddess." That shows you right there that something has changed, doesn't it? Rita, Ava, Lana, Marlene, Marilyn -- I wanted to be one of them. I remember the morning my friend came in and told us that Marilyn had died. And all the boys were stunned, rigid, literally, as they realized what had left us. I mean, if the world couldn't support Marilyn Monroe, then wasn't something desperately wrong? And we spent the rest of the goddamned sixties finding out what it was. We were all living together, me and these three gay boys that adopted me when I ran away, in this loft on East Fifth Street, before it became dropout heaven -- before anyone ever said "dropout" -- way back when "commune" was still a verb? We were all -- old-movie buffs, sex-mad -- you know, the early sixties. And then my friend, this sweet little queen, he came in and he passed out tranquilizers to everyone, and told us all to sit down, and we thought he was just going to tell us there was a Mae West double feature on somewhere -- and he said -- he said -- "Marilyn Monroe died last" -- and all the boys were stunned -- but I -- I felt something sudden and cold in my solar pl ~ Robert Patrick

If they do something like that, maybe a Freddy Krueger fan, a girl, a really sick goth girl starts killing kids herself and Freddy has to put a stop to it, or they have to fight it out. ~ Robert Englund

I have done the company lifestyle for 16 years, and ballet has changed. ~ Carla Korbes

I thought if you loved someone you were supposed to, like, forgive them. I thought that was what love was supposed to be all about."
Cork shook his head: "Easy to say, harder to do. ~ William Kent Krueger

Guns are great for killing stuff that follows the laws of biology. Do skinless demons that nosh on your life force sound like something you can classify with binomial nomenclature? ~ Paul Krueger

To kill the Windigo, Meloux had said, you must become a Windigo, too.
A man was never just a man. A man was endless possibility waiting to become. ~ William Kent Krueger

Remember, being valued and being rewarded are two different things. ~ Carla Harris

I believe that there are no mistakes in the universe, so I think it all happens as it should! ~ Carla Hall

The air had a cool crispness to it and the leaves on the trees had begun turning yellow and red. ~ Carla Reighard

I'll tell you what I think defines greatness. The ability and willingness to perform in extraordinary ways. ~ William Kent Krueger

..this is your dream. Every moment, all of it. Even when you're tired or afraid. You're braver than you realize, and you will do this, and do it well." ~ Carla Olson Gade, The Shadow Catcher's Daughter ~ Carla Olson Gade

The beauty isn't in the jewel itself, but in the way the light shines through it. ~ William Kent Krueger

Grief doesn't come in the moment of loss. It comes in the quiet of the aftermath. ~ William Kent Krueger

You can't be what I call selectively motivated, where you can only work hard and smart when things are going well. ~ Carla Harris

I don't think it is ever too late to seek forgiveness and rewrite your future. ~ Carla Reighard

That was it. That was all of it. A grace so ordinary there was no reason at all to remember it. Yet I have never across the forty years since it was spoken forgotten a single word. ~ William Kent Krueger

Leave it to the English to fabricate a lake," she tossed over her shoulder to Carla, who snickered.
"And leave it to the Italians to fall into it!"
"I was retrieving my hat!"
"Ah . . . that makes it all much more logical. Do you even know how to swim?"
"Do I know how to swim?" she asked, and he took more than a little pleasure in her offense.
"I was raised on the banks of the Adige! Which happens to be a real river."
"Impressive," he said, not at all impressed. "And tell me, did you ever swim in said river?"
"Of course! But I wasn't wearing" - she waved a hand to indicate her dress - "sixteen layers of fabric!"
"Why not?"
"Because you don't swim in sixteen layers of fabric!"
"No?"
"No!"
"Why not?" He had her now.
"Because you will drown!"
"Ah," he said, rocking back on his heels. "Well, at least we've learned something today. ~ Sarah MacLean

I will tell you what's left, three profound blessings. In his first letter to the Corinthians, Saint Paul tells us exactly what they are: faith, hope, and love,. These gifts, which are the foundation of eternity, God has given to us and he's given us complete control over them. Even in the darkest night it's still within our power to hold faith. We can still embrace hope. And although we may feel ourselves unloved we can still stand steadfast in our love for others and for God. All this is in our control. God gave us these gifts and he does not take them back. It is we who chooses to discard them. ~ William Kent Krueger