Her heart was heavy because it was open, and so things filled it, and so things rushed out of it, but still the heart kept beating, tough and frighteningly powerful and meaning to shrug off the rest of her and continue on its own.
And she walked away, and she walked away, and that was that, and that was that. - Helen Oyeyemi
And she walked away, and she walked away, and that was that, and that was that.
- Helen Oyeyemi
I wish there was someone I could have written to after that, someone I could have written to explain how awful it was to have someone touch you, then… - Helen Oyeyemi
I wish there was someone I could have written to after that, someone I could have written to explain how awful it was to have someone touch you, then…
Once you let people know anything about what you think, that's it, you're dead. Then they'll be jumping about in your mind, taking things out, holdin… - Helen Oyeyemi
Once you let people know anything about what you think, that's it, you're dead. Then they'll be jumping about in your mind, taking things out, holdin…
You don’t return people’s smiles—it’s perfectly clear to you that people can smile and smile and still be villains. - Helen Oyeyemi
You don’t return people’s smiles—it’s perfectly clear to you that people can smile and smile and still be villains.
Because things grow. Wherever there is air and light and open space, things grow. - Helen Oyeyemi
Because things grow. Wherever there is air and light and open space, things grow.
Please tell me a story about a girl who gets away." I would, even if I had to adapt one, even if I had to make one up just for her. "Gets away from w… - Helen Oyeyemi
Please tell me a story about a girl who gets away." I would, even if I had to adapt one, even if I had to make one up just for her. "Gets away from w…
I dont have a style. I just try to write what the story demands. - Helen Oyeyemi
I dont have a style. I just try to write what the story demands.
Her heart was heavy because it was open, and so things filled it, and so things rushed out of it, but still the heart kept beating, tough and frighte… - Helen Oyeyemi
Her heart was heavy because it was open, and so things filled it, and so things rushed out of it, but still the heart kept beating, tough and frighte…
Magic is an exercise of a pattern of thought (sometimes represented by a gesture, ritual, or the calling of a true name) that results in manifestatio… - Helen Oyeyemi
Magic is an exercise of a pattern of thought (sometimes represented by a gesture, ritual, or the calling of a true name) that results in manifestatio…
Login to join the discussion
Login to join the discussion