The Moonflowers Quotes

“There are so many things for a woman to be afraid of, I think. Crowded bars. Empty rooms. Parking garages. Dark alleys covered in graffiti. It’s so easy to think that much of the world is bad.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“Called them moonflowers,” Charles says. “The women who came up here.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“I start with the trunk, thick lines of brown that spread into branches as high as I can reach. The leaves will make a difference, I tell myself. It just needs a little color. I open the red can of paint and then the orange. I save the yellow for last.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“We speak at the same time with awkward pauses that stretch five beats too long. There is so much that each of us is holding under our tongues that the line between us sags under the weight.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“Mostly I wanted to make sure she didn’t get too close to the river. The water looks awfully inviting when you’re looking at it through grief-stricken eyes.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“I found her once, lying in the baby crib. When I looked down at her, I thought she was dead. Her eyes were just staring up at the ceiling, her face was ghostly white, and she had dried blood on her mouth and her hair. She smelled like urine and bile, of things you can’t scrub out no matter how hard you try.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“I found her once, lying in the baby crib. When I looked down at her, I thought she was dead. Her eyes were just staring up at the ceiling, her face was ghostly white, and she had dried blood on her mouth and her hair. She smelled like urine and bile, of things you can’t”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“She was always playing in the river, coming home with her dress torn and covered in mud. She was the deep crease in her father’s forehead and the blemish on her mother’s perfectly polished silver.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“Any story worth telling has more than one storyteller, Eloise told me once. The pressed”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“Sometimes one must find their own way to escape.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“They were this piercing blue, like the hottest part of a fire. You only see eyes like that in paintings, in Lorrain and Salvator Rosa. Those who were in love with color.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“It was a crisp December morning, and the woods dripped with winter. The branches of the oaks were bare, and the ground was soddened with dead leaves and hard patches of ice. Only the pines held their color, the green needles shouldering clean rags of snow.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“A person will rarely reveal who they truly are, Dad once told me. You must always be ready for that rare glimpse of a person when their true self is revealed. Where the light shifts, and for an instant, you see a person, vulnerable and exposed.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“The sky was a smoky gray when Jason dropped me off at the front door of Dusty Hills, but now the clouds are beginning to thin, giving the sky a rather bruised look, and the murky swamp”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“He had such lovely teeth, straight and wide and square. There was no space between any of them. It was bold of him to have teeth like that. Teeth with no gaps.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“think of all the ways children are hurt by their parents, most of the hurt passed on from generation to generation, like stories and soap.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“I look out the front window of the shop. It’s dark, and there are no streetlights here. I fight to see past my own reflection.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“The name on the sign was once painted in thick black letters, but now most of the color is chipped and peeling. There is a smaller sign hanging from the front screen door that says GENERAL STORE. The building looks as if it could sigh and collapse.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“It’s strange how you can miss a person before you even say goodbye.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“they knew their work was too important. And in that time, there was nowhere else for women to go if they had an unwanted pregnancy. They needed women like Ruth and Amy and the others. Without them, well, we would have too many stories of young girls and women hemorrhaging in bathtubs and on cotton sheets.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“Do you know how many women died from botched abortions before 1973?”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“They were pieces of a life I had outgrown.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“Even now, sixty years later, it’s hard for people to get the treatment they need. Women especially.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“How much larger the world suddenly becomes,” she says, “when another child enters it.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“Benjamin had been twenty-eight when he was killed, the article read. He had been murdered by a woman named Eloise Price, who was still imprisoned at the women’s penitentiary in Morehead, Kentucky.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“Any story worth telling has more than one storyteller, Eloise told me once.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

“People do not become immune to death, they just become better at burying it.”
― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers

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― Abigail Rose-Marie, The Moonflowers