Bone Island Quotes

“He was an ancient language. He was the anchor and the ground beneath your feet. An islander caught between truths and lies. He was coffee, books, and lonely nights.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“She was a bottomless ocean. The water slipping through your fingers. A mystery caught between fantasy and reality. She was loud, fierce, and invisible.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“He was an unread story of tragic-black lashes, wolfish-white hair, and delicate blue lips. He was the horizon in winter.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“How could she be the same girl who wrote the letters in the bottles? Equally brutal and bewitching. Deadly and divine. This was her secret. There was a half of her she wanted no one to have—a slice of midnight.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“No matter my shape, I wear my dresses. I don’t let my dresses wear me.” I also thought it to be the same for scars. After all, there were only ever two options. We could either wear our scars with dignity to tell the world where we’d come from and that we survived, or let these heavy things wear us.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“He could draw her every day for the rest of his life but no amount of talent could match her beauty. He was completely and utterly fixated.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“Here, on Bone Island, we were two people from two different worlds who found ourselves across the ocean in a lighthouse where secrets screamed to be kept, new stories to be collected like dust.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“Finneuma ,” he repeated. “Your air. Your inhale. Your reason to take your every next breath until your last.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“My dreams were nothing more than castles in the sky.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“The pieces of ourselves we leave behind may not be appreciated by all in the now but they deserve to be immortal, whether it be drawings, stories, wisdom, love ...” his eyes veer back to me “ ... because one day, it’s time will come.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“The monster and his masterpiece. Two people cracked open to let each other inside.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“Yes, my beloved black sea. I’ll think of you.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“If powerful enough, I believe moments can leave an emotional imprint on all things in the universe, clinging to a song, a scent, a brush of the wind. And like a song, a book becomes a time capsule of these chapters in a writer’s life.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“Maybe I should have appreciated what I had when I had it. Who knew that once your dream comes true, even this could be taken away, too.
Nothing ever really belonged to us.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“Se abbastanza potenti, credo che i momenti possano lasciare un’impronta emotiva su tutte le cose dell’universo, aggrappandosi a una canzone, a un profumo, a una folata di vento. E come una canzone, un libro diventa una capsula del tempo contenente questi capitoli della vita di uno scrittore. I personaggi, alcuni riflesso diretto di noi stessi, altri in cui ci buttiamo inconsciamente, le scene di situazioni che avremmo voluto si svolgessero in modo diverso, le emozioni titaniche e selvagge che ci scorrono dentro e che diventano il sangue dei nostri personaggi, le nostre paure sepolte nel loro midollo, la nostra disperazione, le loro lacrime.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“still”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“And so, our story begins,” he whispered, afraid. “So, it does,” I replied, terrified.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“A tragedy echoing into eternity.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“We’d become two desperate souls stripped of control with the cruel desire to tangle artfully together, sort of like a punishing kiss.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“Surrender, my darling insanity. Suffocate, my sweet emotions. Pretend. Chin high. Be quiet. Smile, my pretty lips. Sink, my homicidal thoughts.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“And then, “You know how to cut me open.” He lifted his chin, eyes settling upon me. “It may not be with a knife, but you carve your initials inside me one way or the other, I see. It’s a miracle anything survives you.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“You undo me,”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“The ugly that possessed us floated away, and all that was left were two deprived souls who ached for closeness, who, within each other, found comfort.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“Because despite the lies wrapped around us, this secret was the most honest thing I’d ever had. I could see the despair in his eyes and hear the crying out for me in his touch. Stone’s starvation called upon mine.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“He hadn’t fucked me, but I was still tattooed by him”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“With every airy light stroke, every black line of the silhouette of the girl that stood in the shallow, his chest thundered. Drawing her was, after all, the only way he could ever really touch her.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“In Circe’s eyes, smile, and emotions, she was entirely connected with herself. She was so easy, honest, and certain of who she was. She was able to express herself in all the ways she desired. She could embrace herself rather than hide, and she could hide, too, if that was what she wanted. She had her whole life to draw whatever picture she wanted others to see and had done these things as if it had become second nature.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“A person only welcomes pain to either feel, distract, or suffocate something that hurts more.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“It was a song I hadn’t heard before, and it crackled, filling and rushing to the deprived holes of my soul like a wave meeting the shore. The tune sounded crispy and far away as if we accessed a piece of a world outside the barrier.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers

“I wanted to look at him without him looking at me. I wanted to see him in deep thought and staring out into the horizon as he always did with quiet desperation. It was a moment between moments.”
― Nicole Fiorina, Bone Island: Book of Danvers