Phoebe > Phoebe's Quotes

“As I pedal down the street ... the city blocks peel away like pages in a book I’m rifling through to find a single, highlighted sentence.”
― Hilary T. Smith, Wild Awake

“Do you ever shut up? There's nothing wrong with you. You're just looking for excuses not to be brave.”
― Hilary T. Smith, Wild Awake

“If you ever get that free, you need to reel yourself in, because the edges of the world are as sharp as glass, and if you ride over them you're going to get torn up.”
― Hilary T. Smith, Wild Awake

“Did you see that guy in the back, from the radio station?’

His smile is a jar full of fireflies.

‘Crazy Girl,’ he says.
‘All I saw was you.”
― Hilary T. Smith, Wild Awake

“People are like cities: We all have alleys and gardens and secret rooftops and places where daisies sprout between the sidewalk cracks, but most of the time all we let each other see is is a postcard glimpse of a skyline or a polished square. Love lets you find those hidden places in another person, even the ones they didn't know were there, even the ones they wouldn't have thought to call beautiful themselves.”
― Hilary T. Smith, Wild Awake

“If you weren't driving, I'd kiss you senseless," I tell him.
He swerves to the side of the road and stops the car abruptly.
"Not driving any more.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“I can't believe I said it out loud. The truth doesn't set you free, you know. It makes you feel awkward and embarrassed and defenseless and red in the face and horrified and petrified and vulnerable. But free? I don't feel free. I feel like shit.”
― Melina Marchetta, Saving Francesca

“Hold my hand because I might disappear.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“My father took one hundred and thirty-two minutes to die.

I counted.

It happened on the Jellicoe Road. The prettiest road I’d ever seen, where trees made breezy canopies like a tunnel to Shangri-La. We were going to the ocean, hundreds of miles away, because I wanted to see the ocean and my father said that it was about time the four of us made that journey. I remember asking, 'What’s the difference between a trip and a journey?' and my father said, 'Narnie, my love, when we get there, you’ll understand,' and that was the last thing he ever said.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“From this distance everything is so bloody perfect.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road

“Because without our language, we have lost ourselves. Who are we without our words?”
― Melina Marchetta, Finnikin of the Rock