Crank Quotes
Crank
by
Ellen Hopkins154,994 ratings, 4.16 average rating, 9,988 reviews
Open Preview
Crank Quotes
Showing 1-30 of 110
“Have you ever had so much to say that your mouth closed up tight struggling to harness the nuclear force coalescing within your words? Have you ever had so many thoughts churning inside you that you didn’t dare let them escape in case they blew you wide open? Have you ever been so angry that you couldn’t look in the mirror for fear of finding the face of evil glaring back at you?”
― Crank
― Crank
“You were a summer gift, one I'll always treasure. You were a dream I never wanted to wake up from. You opened my eyes to things I'll never really see. You're the best thing that will ever happen to me.”
― Crank
― Crank
“Girls get screwed.
Not that kind of screwed, what I mean is, they're always on the short end of things.
The way things work, how
guys feel great, but make girls feel
cheap for doing
exactly what
they beg for.
The way they get to play you,
all the while claiming they
love you and making you
believe it's
true.
The way it's okay to gift their heart one day, a backhand the next,
to move on to the apricot
when the peach blushes and bruises.
These things make me believe God's a man after all.”
― Crank
Not that kind of screwed, what I mean is, they're always on the short end of things.
The way things work, how
guys feel great, but make girls feel
cheap for doing
exactly what
they beg for.
The way they get to play you,
all the while claiming they
love you and making you
believe it's
true.
The way it's okay to gift their heart one day, a backhand the next,
to move on to the apricot
when the peach blushes and bruises.
These things make me believe God's a man after all.”
― Crank
“Funny thing, your brain,
how it always functions on one
level or another. How, even stuck in
some sort of subconcious limbo, it works
your lungs, your muscle twitches, your heart,
in fact, in symphony with your heart, allowing it
to feel love. Pain. Jealousy. Guilt. I wonder if it’s the
same for people, lost in comas. Is there really such a thing”
― Crank
how it always functions on one
level or another. How, even stuck in
some sort of subconcious limbo, it works
your lungs, your muscle twitches, your heart,
in fact, in symphony with your heart, allowing it
to feel love. Pain. Jealousy. Guilt. I wonder if it’s the
same for people, lost in comas. Is there really such a thing”
― Crank
“you come home, and everyone talks at once and everyone asks questions, but no one waits for the answers.Instead they talk about themselves, what they've been up to, what they're going to do next, as if you're a photo on the wall.And then they talk to one another, forgetting you've jsut flown in, forgetting you're in the backseat, forgetting they've already said it all.”
― Crank
― Crank
“We used to do coke, till "Just Say No" put the stuff out of reach. Now it's crank. Meth. The monster. It's a bitch on the body, but damn do you fly.”
― Crank
― Crank
“The monster likes to talk; he jumps into your head and opens your mouth, making it spout your deepest darkest deceptions. Making you say all the things you'd rather not say, at least not in mixed company." (Ellen Hopkins)”
― Crank
― Crank
“you fly until you crash two days
two nights
no sleep,
no food,
come down off the monster
YOU CRASH REAL HARD”
― Crank
two nights
no sleep,
no food,
come down off the monster
YOU CRASH REAL HARD”
― Crank
“How can I explain purposely setting foot on a path so blatantly treacherous? Was the fun in the fall?”
― Crank
― Crank
“empty and closed, hovering in some frozen netherworld neither sun nor rain could thaw.”
― Crank
― Crank
“We kissed for about
the thousandth time,
No promises,
no demands,
Just solid rebuilding
of shattered trust.”
― Crank
the thousandth time,
No promises,
no demands,
Just solid rebuilding
of shattered trust.”
― Crank
“Alone, there is only the person inside. I've grown to like her better than the stuck-up husk of me. Alone, there is no perfect daughter, no gifted high school junior, no Kristina Georgia Snow. There is only Bree." (Ellen Hopkins)”
― Crank
― Crank
“You're a gift, one I'll always treasure. You're a dream I never want to wake up from. You open my eyes to things I'll never really see. You're the best thing that will ever happen to me. Be safe. Be smart. Stay you.”
― Crank
― Crank
“So you want to know all about me. Who
I am.
What chance meeting of brush and canvas painted
the face
you see? What made me despise the girl
in the mirror
enough to transform her,turn her to into a stranger,
only not.
So you want to hear the whole story. Why
I swerved
off the high road,
hard left to nowhere,
recklessly
indifferent to those coughing my dust,
picked up speed
no limits,no top end,
just a high velocity rush
to madness.”
― Crank
I am.
What chance meeting of brush and canvas painted
the face
you see? What made me despise the girl
in the mirror
enough to transform her,turn her to into a stranger,
only not.
So you want to hear the whole story. Why
I swerved
off the high road,
hard left to nowhere,
recklessly
indifferent to those coughing my dust,
picked up speed
no limits,no top end,
just a high velocity rush
to madness.”
― Crank
“With you, I am Adam. And you are my beautiful Eve. Let's run away, find our garden, live there together, happy. Naked.”
― Crank
― Crank
“Red and raw like my brain, unable to shut down, thoughts crashing like electrons orbiting a nucleus of deuling emotions.”
― Crank
― Crank
“So you want to know all about me, Who
I am
What chance meeting of brush and canvas painted
the face
you see? what made me despise the girl
in the mirror
enough to transform her, turn her into a stranger,
only not.”
― Crank
I am
What chance meeting of brush and canvas painted
the face
you see? what made me despise the girl
in the mirror
enough to transform her, turn her into a stranger,
only not.”
― Crank
“As I thought
about that, I had
to wonder: What will we
know better about tomorrow?
Who cares? Hindsight is useless.”
― Crank
about that, I had
to wonder: What will we
know better about tomorrow?
Who cares? Hindsight is useless.”
― Crank
“Our meeting, touching, accidentally connecting immediately, interwoven hand-in-hand, heart-to-heart.”
― Crank
― Crank
