Shout Quotes
Shout
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Laurie Halse Anderson22,052 ratings, 4.25 average rating, 3,696 reviews
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“We should teach our girls that snapping is ok, instead of waiting for someone else to break them.”
― Shout
― Shout
“Censorship is the child of fear
the father of ignorance
and the desperate weapon of fascists everywhere.”
― Shout
the father of ignorance
and the desperate weapon of fascists everywhere.”
― Shout
“This note about anatomy
from me to you
is for the remembering that
after you speak
after you shout
your open mouth
will breathe in the light
for which you've hungered
and your backbone will unfurl,
until you can again dance to the beat
of your steadfast heart.”
― Shout
from me to you
is for the remembering that
after you speak
after you shout
your open mouth
will breathe in the light
for which you've hungered
and your backbone will unfurl,
until you can again dance to the beat
of your steadfast heart.”
― Shout
“Trying to figure out what you want to do, who you want to be, is messy as hell; the best anyone can hope for is to figure out the next step.”
― Shout
― Shout
“Too many grown ups tell kids to follow their dreams, like that's going to get them somewhere. Auntie Laurie says follow your nightmares instead. Because when you figure out what's eating you alive, you can slay it.”
― Shout
― Shout
“The taste of shame smells
like stubborn vomit in your hair
lingering no matter how often you was it
sometimes you have to shave
yourself bald
and start again like a newly hatched chick
leaving the faint rot of broken magic
in shattered eggshell pieces
behind you.”
― Shout
like stubborn vomit in your hair
lingering no matter how often you was it
sometimes you have to shave
yourself bald
and start again like a newly hatched chick
leaving the faint rot of broken magic
in shattered eggshell pieces
behind you.”
― Shout
“Take your age the first time a stranger touched
your body with danger in his hands,
evil-minded...
But it's not usually a stranger, is it<”
― Shout
your body with danger in his hands,
evil-minded...
But it's not usually a stranger, is it<”
― Shout
“Rape wounds deeply, splits open
your core with shrapnel.
The stench of the injury attracts maggots
which hatch into clouds of doubt and self-loathing
the dirt you feel inside you nourishes
anxiety, depression, and shame
poisoning your blood, festering
in your brain until you will do anything to stop
feeling the darkness rising within
anything
to stop feeling–
untreated pain
is a cancer of the soul
that can kill you”
― Shout
your core with shrapnel.
The stench of the injury attracts maggots
which hatch into clouds of doubt and self-loathing
the dirt you feel inside you nourishes
anxiety, depression, and shame
poisoning your blood, festering
in your brain until you will do anything to stop
feeling the darkness rising within
anything
to stop feeling–
untreated pain
is a cancer of the soul
that can kill you”
― Shout
“She snapped," they said.
"Couldn't take it anymore."
"Reached her breaking point."
We should teach our girls that snapping is okay instead of waiting for someone else to break them.”
― Shout
"Couldn't take it anymore."
"Reached her breaking point."
We should teach our girls that snapping is okay instead of waiting for someone else to break them.”
― Shout
“Defense lawyer did his job
by attacking the victim
shouting that she drank, she danced,
she dressed to look good
she wanted it, she followed him
liked it rough
or planned on marriage or extortion
as she cried on the stand, long blonde hair
in front of her face, a curtain for her sanity,
he painted her into a corner with accusations”
― Shout
by attacking the victim
shouting that she drank, she danced,
she dressed to look good
she wanted it, she followed him
liked it rough
or planned on marriage or extortion
as she cried on the stand, long blonde hair
in front of her face, a curtain for her sanity,
he painted her into a corner with accusations”
― Shout
“Sisters, drop
everything. Walk
away from the lake, leaning
on each other's shoulders
when you need
the support. Feel the contradictions
of another truth ready
to be born: shame
turned inside out
is rage.”
― Shout
everything. Walk
away from the lake, leaning
on each other's shoulders
when you need
the support. Feel the contradictions
of another truth ready
to be born: shame
turned inside out
is rage.”
― Shout
“stories entertain
engage, outrage
uplift, help us
overcome
our troubles
. . .
stories activate, motivate,
celebrate, cerebrate,
snare our fates
and share our great
incarnations of hope”
― Shout
engage, outrage
uplift, help us
overcome
our troubles
. . .
stories activate, motivate,
celebrate, cerebrate,
snare our fates
and share our great
incarnations of hope”
― Shout
“And after the crop is harvested
the fields cleared of rocks and stubble
swords beaten into plowshares
dirt furrowed
the new seeds, planted deep and cared for,
will grow into strong children
with kind hands and strong bodies
and honorable hearts
the first generation unscarred
untouchable
that's your loss
and our triumph”
― Shout
the fields cleared of rocks and stubble
swords beaten into plowshares
dirt furrowed
the new seeds, planted deep and cared for,
will grow into strong children
with kind hands and strong bodies
and honorable hearts
the first generation unscarred
untouchable
that's your loss
and our triumph”
― Shout
“The opposite of innocence
is not sin. Dearly beloved,
the opposite of innocence
is strength.”
― Shout
is not sin. Dearly beloved,
the opposite of innocence
is strength.”
― Shout
“But I had never seen a first aid kit for the spirit
or heard the word "trauma" to describe
the way I'd hide, slide through the days unseen
or scream into pillows
at the bottom of my closet
door closed even though no one was home.
Rape wounds deeply, splits open
your core with shrapnel.
The stench of the injury attracts maggots
which hatch into clouds of doubt and self-loathing
the dirt you feel inside you nourishes
anxiety, depression, and shame
poisoning your blood, festering
in your brain until you will do anything to stop
feeling the darkness rising within
anything
to stop the feeling -
untreated pain
is a cancer of the soul
that can kill you”
― Shout
or heard the word "trauma" to describe
the way I'd hide, slide through the days unseen
or scream into pillows
at the bottom of my closet
door closed even though no one was home.
Rape wounds deeply, splits open
your core with shrapnel.
The stench of the injury attracts maggots
which hatch into clouds of doubt and self-loathing
the dirt you feel inside you nourishes
anxiety, depression, and shame
poisoning your blood, festering
in your brain until you will do anything to stop
feeling the darkness rising within
anything
to stop the feeling -
untreated pain
is a cancer of the soul
that can kill you”
― Shout
