Folly Quotes

“Sometimes, pretending things—bravery, wholeness, humor—made them so.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“First build your house, then think about the gateway.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“No man is an island—nor, it would appear, woman.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“The only God-fearing people Rae had known were, in her opinion, self-righteous, judgmental individuals with good reason to fear divine disapproval.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“She might not want to see too much of her neighbors, but it was nice to know she had them.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“I have spent many quiet hours here, thinking about you and all the ways I have failed you as a mother. I hope it is not too late for us to begin again. Yet again.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“The thing about madness was, it just took so damn much energy, and it was so thoroughly tedious in the meantime.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“This is not fear. Fear has an object; fear makes sense. This is anxiety; anxiety means choking; it feeds on itself you know that; anxiety has no rhyme or reason.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“She brought herself up short. This was no way to begin. She’d known it would be hard, but hard was the only solution.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“With that, the tree-covered island rose up and swallowed her mother, and Tamara was looking at nothing more exasperating than island and sea. She did not even know if what she felt was relief or sorrow.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“Although the process now had two enormous differences: She was on her own, not one of a family of three; and in her knapsack she carried a gun.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“She had come to a place whose very name was Folly, as a way of forcing the issue.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“Fear was the only tension powerful enough to counteract the weight of the illness: not happiness, not work, not even love, but fear confronted, fears real and imagined. It had been the pursuit of fear that brought her here, to the ends of the earth, where it was going to be easy, so infinitely easy, just to step off.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“Perhaps there was a message to be read on the skin: Next time, use the gun, stupid.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“Rae found that her right hand had wrapped itself around the opposite wrist, its thumb tracing the crisscrossed scars on the tender and vulnerable skin. She tipped her palms back and let the sleeves fall away, and studied closely the raised lines as if a message might be read there.”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“Silence was not an absence of noise,”
― Laurie R. King, Folly

“backward”
― Laurie R. King, Folly