“The wishes might not come true the way you think they will, not everything will be perfect, but love will come because it always does, because why else would it exist and it will make everything hurt a little less. You just have to believe in yourself.” ThinkingWayBelieveLittlesDoeMightWishHurtPerfectBelieve In Yourself Book:Beautiful Boys: Missing Angel Juan and Baby Be-Bop Source: Beautiful Boys: Missing Angel Juan and Baby Be-Bop
“She wished she had a little yellow house of her own, with a flower box full of real flowers and herbs – pansies and rosemary – and a sweet lover who would swing dance with her in the evenings and cook pasta and read poetry aloud.” LittlesRealHouseSweetFlowerLoversBoxesEveningCooksYellowSwingsHerbsPastaPansiesRosemary Author:Francesca Lia Block
“Under the ground seep the toxins of the population that lives above. If you have to, you will eat roots and earthworms. It is always night. Candles burn in lanterns made from tin cans. When it is nighttime up above, you can crawl out, but only for a little while. You feel ashamed of your matted hair, your torn clothes, the dirt on your face. Who would want to speak to you? They are all shiny and pretty. They have parents and house with gardens. What do you have? The earth. Whole handfuls of it. The lizard people with their slit eyes and scaly skin. Your loneliness. Your longing.” PeopleIfsWantFeelsLittlesMadeWholeEyeEarthFacesNightHouseSpeakParentLonelinessHairClothesGardenRootsSkinsLongingPopulationAshamedYour FaceCandleDirtTornHandfulTinNighttimeLanternsLizardsSlitsToxinsTin Cans Author:Francesca Lia Block
“the rain is coming. little sister, the night broke. the thunder cracked my brain finally. the rain is coming, i promise you. i didn’t mean to but your tears will bring life back. purple flowers grow, the colour blood looks in the veins. they’ll sprout out of my chest. i promise you they’ll crack the ground, grow over the freeways, down the slopes to the sea. i’ll be in their faces. i’ll be in the waves, coming down from the sky. i’ll be inside the one who holds you. and then i won’t be.” LooksMeanLittlesFacesNightGrowsBrainBloodSeaSkyTearsFlowerPromiseRainWaveBrokeColourCracksChestsVeinsThunderPurpleI PromiseCrackedSlopesSproutsFreewaysLittle Sister Author:Francesca Lia Block
“Same old boring boring story America can’t stop telling itself. What is this sicko fascination? Every book and movie practically has to have a little, right? But why do you think all those runaways are on the streets tearing up their veins with junk and selling themselves so they can sleep in the gutter? What do you think the alternative was at home?” ThinkingLittlesBookStoriesHomeAmericaSleepStreetsBoringSellingAlternativesVeinsFascinationJunkGuttersRunawayBooks And Movies Author:Francesca Lia Block
“I wish I wasn’t a girl who needed so much but a little free creature that slept in deserts and ran on clouds and lived on lilies.” LifeLittlesGirlWishNeededCreaturesCloudsDesertRanLilies Author:Francesca Lia Block
“Sometimes a wild horse needs to feel that his rider is just a little bit wilder.” NeedsFeelsLittlesSometimesBitsLittle BitHorseRidersWilderWild Horses Author:Francesca Lia Block
“It was like when we were little kids and we played games on the ivy-covered hillside in the backyard. We were warriors and wizards and angels and high elves and that was our reality. If someone said, Isn’t it cute, look at them playing, we would have smiled back, humoring them, but it wasn’t playing. It was transformation. It was our own world. Our own rules.” IfsWorldLooksLittlesSaidRealityKidsGamesAngelTransformationWarriorCuteCoveredLittle KidWizardsIvyBackyards Author:Francesca Lia Block
“I am constantly thinking ahead to what I want to write about in the future, and when I'm done with one project, I give myself a little time and then start the next one.” ThinkingWantGivingWritingLittlesDoneNextProjectsLittle TimeThe Next OneConstantly ThinkingThinking Ahead Author:Francesca Lia Block
