Hollow Heathens Quotes

“She was everything I wasn’t, yet looked at me—to me—as if we were stitched by the same string.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“Yet, still, I fell in love with the moon. And she, too, fell in love with me.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“Do not fall in love with the moon, they said.
I fell in love anyway, and they would all laugh. They could not see her beauty. No one would believe me if I said the moon breathed life into me, that it was here, inside her, where I found myself again. They wouldn’t be able to understand. And no one could ever love her as deeply as I did. No one else was made for it, and those who were like me weren’t brave enough. No ordinary being was created to fall in love with the moon, only that of the aberrant. The strange. They said you couldn’t know the moon, touch it, kiss it, make love to it. You could only watch from the dark trenches of the earth, admire it from afar.
Yet, still, I fell in love with the moon. And she, too, fell in love with me.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“You believe you’re gazing at the stars, when, in all reality, the entire galaxy is gazing at you.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“I was certain all these things he was made of were the very parts missing in me.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“To be a mortician was a calling. And there was beauty after death, like a wilted rose, petals stiff and fragile. Timeless and enchanting. A casted spell and oldest tale. Stories frozen in time within the ruins.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“Acceptance is a ten-letter prison we’re all eager to be locked in”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“So, I kissed the night, got lost in his sky and suspended in his time. I
kissed the darkness too, as if it was all I knew because it was a part of him.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“Monsters could have hearts too, and the truth was, we had a heart just like every other living thing. But we couldn’t let anyone get close enough to feel it, see it, take it, shape it.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“I didn’t know how much pain I was capable of feeling until I lost again.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“He was all backward, wearing his soul like skin—and his soul was beautiful. Not beautiful like a rose but beautiful like a Black Velvet petunia.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“And the cruelest is love. Long after death, love has the power to turn us all into the darkest of monsters.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“It was October, after all. And October was poetry all in its own, where dying leaves were the flowers, and the chill nibbled your flesh like a lover’s bite.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“There was beauty after death, like a wilted rose, petals stiff and fragile. Timeless and enchanting. A casted spell and oldest tale. Stories frozen in time within the ruins.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“Heart failure. The organ I would follow anywhere, without question, without reasoning. When lost or confused, it was our hearts we were told to trust completely. The speaker of desires, deliverer of feelings, and giver of hope. Yet it still had the audacity to fail us, like I had almost failed Gramps, if the town would have let me.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“My wretched soul would choose yours in this life and each one hereafter––because, without you, I am certain a monster is what would become of me.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“They said you couldn’t know the moon, touch it, kiss it, make love to it. You could only watch from the dark trenches of the earth, admire it from afar. Yet, still, I fell in love with the moon. And she, too, fell in love with me.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“My god, Fallon, I’m in love with
you. Always have been! And I’m certain that I loved you a thousand times
before as I do now, and I hope to love you a thousand times again. That’s it!
That’s all there is to it.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“Hate me, moon girl. Hate me like the rest of them. Hate me as I hate me. Because if you don’t, one of us will kill you, and it will probably be me.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“The eyes who saw me as more man than mask—more human than Heathen. And my heart ran freely, reminding me that there was still space in my chest for something other than darkness.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“Heart failure. The organ I would follow anywhere—without question, without reasoning. When lost or confused, it was our hearts we were told to trust completely. The speaker of desires, deliverer of feelings, and giver of hope. Yet it still had the audacity to fail us.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“Why was it that I felt so happy, yet so miserable? That to be able to think and go about my day after the night we’d shared, and the way he’d left, oh! it felt like walking on an ivory moon with a dark cloud looming close behind.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“You wanted me to be real? Well, here you have it. I want you, and the rest doesn’t matter.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“Everyone tells you how to live your life, but no one tells you how to walk away from the life you love when it starts to hurt.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“with Julian, I loved life because he made me feel undead. The girl who looked like a ghost, talked to ghosts, raised by ghosts, he made this girl feel like something worth looking at, someone who was wanted.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“I believe this world is filled with nothing of the normal, that we are all monsters and freaks. And if my beliefs are true, we can come out of our hiding places and find one another. I believe something more hideous and cruel than us has put us there, in the dark corners of our minds. Something that isn’t normal itself, for normal is the lie to keep all the monsters and freaks tamed.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“For a fleeting moment, horror satisfies whatever it is inside me that starves to be filled, faced, or forgotten.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“It wasn’t until after you were dead when people started to listen.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens

“I fell in love anyway, and they would all laugh. They could not
see her beauty. No one would believe me if I said the moon breathed
life into me, that it was here, inside her, where I found myself again.
They wouldn’t be able to understand. And no one could ever love
her as deeply as I did. No one else was made for it, and those who
were like me weren’t brave enough. No ordinary being was created
to fall in love with the moon, only that of the aberrant. The strange.
They said you couldn’t know the moon, touch it, kiss it, make love
to it. You could only watch from the dark trenches of the earth,
admire it from afar.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell

“I fell in love anyway, and they would all laugh. They could not
see her beauty. No one would believe me if I said the moon breathed
life into me, that it was here, inside her, where I found myself again.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Hollow Heathens: Book of Blackwell