Rachel K. > Rachel's Quotes

“Be a little kinder than you have to.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Do not accept an evil you can change.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Always do what you're afraid to do.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“We are liars. We are beautiful and privileged. We are cracked and broken.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“There is not even a Scrabble word for how bad I feel.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“She is sugar, curiosity, and rain.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“He was contemplation and enthusiasm. Ambition and strong coffee. I could have looked at him forever.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“The universe is seeming really huge right now. I need something to hold on to.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“What if we could stop being different colors, different backgrounds, and just be in love?”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Silence is a protective coating over pain.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“If you want to live where people are not afraid of mice, you must give up living in palaces.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Someone once wrote that a novel should deliver a series of small astonishments. I get the same thing spending an hour with you.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Here I am frozen, when I deserve to burn.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“See the world as it is, not as you wish it would be”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“I suffer migraines. I do not suffer fools.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Always do what you're afraid to do.
...
I will prove myself strong when they think I am sick.
I will prove myself brave when they think I am weak.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Better than chocolate, being with you last night. Silly me, I thought that nothing was better than chocolate.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Be sad, be sorry-but don't shoulder it.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“The island is ours. Here, in some way, we are young forever.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“He was a person who couldn't fake a smile but smiled often.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“Then he pulled out a handgun and shot me in the chest. I was standing on the lawn and I fell. The bullet hole opened wide and my heart rolled out of my rib cage and down into a flower bed. Blood gushed rhythmically from my open wound,
then from my eyes,
my ears,
my mouth.
It tasted like salt and failure. The bright red shame of being unloved soaked the grass in front of our house, the bricks of the path, the steps of the porch. My heart spasmed among the peonies like a trout.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“One day, she ventured to the palace library and was delighted to find what good company books could be.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“They know that tragedy is not glamorous. They know it doesn't play out in life as it does on a stage or between the pages of a book. It is neither a punishment meted out nor a lesson conferred. Its horrors are not attributable to one single person. Tragedy is ugly and tangled, stupid and confusing.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars