Ellen Hopkins
"A word to the unwise. Torch every book. Char every page. Burn every word to ash. Ideas are incombustible. And therein lies your real fear."
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"A word to the unwise. Torch every book. Char every page. Burn every word to ash. Ideas are incombustible. And therein lies your real fear."
"إلى غير الحكماء:
أحرقوا كل كتاب.
افحموا كل صفحة.
اذرموا كل كلمة حتى الرماد.
فالأفكار لا تحترق.
وهنا يكمن خوفكم الحقيقي."
Ellen Hopkins
"in a woman's womb.another chance.to make the world better."
"في رَحِمِ امرأةٍ.. فرصةٌ أخرى.. لجعلِ العالمِ أفضل."
Ellen Hopkins
Burned
"And at some point I would like to talk my publisher into doing an anthology of my poetry alongside some teen readers' poetry. It would be fun, and really wonderful to get their stuff out there."
Ellen Hopkins
"Christmas is far and away my favorite holiday. I love everything about it, from the event that inspired it, hoping for a white one, to wrapping presents. But mostly I love having family and friends gathered, and sharing traditions."
Ellen Hopkins
"For short term relaxation, I take a hot tub. It's my best way to unblock writers' block, too. For a bit longer relaxation, I enjoy camping. Just being in the wilderness, with no phones or computers or anything I have to do really refreshes my spirit."
Ellen Hopkins
"I don't believe in God, don't believe in the devil. Unless you want to count my mother. She might be Satan's sister, I suppose."
Ellen Hopkins
"Forever has no meaning when you're living in the moment. I wasn't ready for that moment to end."
Ellen Hopkins
"Disappointment Can do a couple things. It can drop you into a giantsucking sinkhole ofdepression,a place you have to fightto climb out of. Or itcan trigger an epicmaniato overcome the oddsand transform failureinto success. Say youswingas high as the chains willtake you because you seekthe thrill of flight, and on theup-kick, you lose your seat. Injury is likely. But if youworry about fallingdown,and never chance "up,"the sky will remainforever out of reach."
Ellen Hopkins
"Ghosts Take shape under moonlight,materialize in dreams. Shadows. Silhouettesof what is no more. Butghosts don'tbother me. The day bringsbigger things to worry aboutthan flimsy remains ofyesterday. No, spooks don'tscare me. Gauzy apparitions mightprank your psyche oragitate your nightmares,but lackingflesh and bloodthey are powerlessto hurt you-cannot hopeto inflict the kind of damagethat real, livepeople do."
Ellen Hopkins
"Have you everhad so much to saythat your mouth closed up tightstruggling to harnessthe nuclear forcecoalescing within your words?Have you everhad so many thoughtschurning inside you that you didn’tdare let them escapein case they blew you wide open?Have you everbeen so angry that youcouldn’t look in the mirrorfor fear of finding the face of evilglaring back at you?"
Ellen Hopkins
"And the scary thing is, I’m on a fast track to that same aviary. Unless I find my wings."
Ellen Hopkins
"Nonfiction speaks to the head. Fiction speaks to the heart. Poetry speaks to the soul. It's the essence of beauty. The essence of pain. It pleases the eye and the ear."
Ellen Hopkins
"It's not easy to get close to anyone... Everyone's afraid of everybody else... maybe because we're all afraid of ourselves."
Ellen Hopkins
"I've been alone since my mom met Scott. He sucked the nectar from her heartlike a famished butterfly. No nurture,no nourishment left for Kristina. A vacation is a poor substitutefor love."
Ellen Hopkins
"Empty is the perfect state of being. Nothing inside to anchor you. Nothing inside to chain you down, keep you from living your dreams. Empty, almost weightless, you are an eyelash afloat on a blink of breeze. You can rise about tension and worry, loosed from the grip of gravity. Adrift in thermal lift, you ride the wing of freedom and soar. Empty, you are Eve in Eden. Empty, you are what you were meant to be."
Ellen Hopkins
"Light That's how I feel-like the winter-fringedbreeze might scoopme up into its wings,flyaway with me trappedin its feathered embrace. I am a snowflake. A wisp of eiderdown,liberatedfrom gravity. My bodyis light. Ephemeral. My head is light. I want to swaybeneaththe weight of air,dizzy with thought. Light filters throughmy closed eyelids. The sun,chasing shadows,tells me I'm notafloat in dreams."
Ellen Hopkins
"So you try to think of someone else you're mad at, and the unavoidable answer pops into your little warped brain: everyone."
Ellen Hopkins
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