Quotes From "Willow" By Julia Hoban

Well, sometimes I worry that my whole life will be based about what's comfortable and easy. I'll care too much about what makes me feel good to ever really reach for anything. And then I worry that even if I do, I won't succeed. Julia Hoban

I bought you something" Willows blurts out." You bought.. What?" Willow closes her eyes for a second. She's a little surprised she's going to give it to him after all, but there's no going back now. She has to." At the bookstore." She reaches into her bag again, and pushes the package across the table towards him. Guy takes the book out of the bag slowly, Willow waits for him to look disappointed, to look confused that she would buy him such a battered, old-" I love it when used books have notes in the margins, it's the best, " Guy says as he flips through the pages. "I always imagine who read it before me." He pauses and looks at one of Prospero's speeches. "I have way too much homework to read this now, but you know what? Screw it. I want to know why it's your favorite Shakespeare. Thank you, that was really nice of you. I mean, you really didn't have to."" But I did anyway, " Willow says so quietly she's not even sure hears her. Hey, " Guy frowns for a second. "You didn't write anything in here."" Oh, I didn't even think.. I, well, I wouldn't even know what to write, " Willow says shyly." Well, maybe you'll think of something later, " he says. Willow watches Guy read the opening. There's no mistaking it. His smile is genuine, and she can't help thinking that if she can't make David look like this, at least she can do it for someone. . Julia Hoban

I think part of your attraction to him is the draw of the unknown, of being different, even special. He is so out of the ordinary that you feel pulled to that because you yourself are not so ordinary. You're alone. And sometimes the pain of so much loss is written across your face. You wear it like an adornment and that causes other people to wonder about you; they can't relate to you and what you've been through, but you can relate to him in his dark state. Donna Lynn Hope

Friday night's alright for fighting Saturday, Sunday, Monday too Every night is a night of fighting With family and friends like you JessicaLynn Barbour

How can she explain to him that every tear takes her further and further away from the box of razors that lies between them. How can she explain that she is terrified of such a thing happening. That although she thought she wanted freedom from her implements, she doesn't know if she can handle what she's experiencing now. That she wants to know that she is still in charge of her grief. That her blades have always done her bidding. Julia Hoban

And she knows then that she was right about her brother, that it takes an unbelievable strength to feel this kind of grief, and she doesn't know if she can handle it, because it really hurts, hurts her more than the razor ever could. Julia Hoban

And yet, as she sits there with him on the window seat, with his strong arms around her, she knows that if she can survive crying, then there are other things she can survive too. And that if some things are lost to her forever, there are others that she has not yet begun to experience. She knows too that what she wants is not because passion is the natural antidote to grief, but because it is the most natural, most perfect, most complete expression of what she feels for him. Julia Hoban

Starving artist: starving for affection, starving for attention JessicaLynn Barbour

Will I ever see the mountains or am I doomed to roam the flatlands? JessicaLynn Barbour

Every lineament of the girl's wasted body is a testament to her inner turmoil. Willow can only imagine what kind of pain she must be in to destroy herself that way. She knows there's something ironic in her compassion for the other girl, but she can't help feeling that this utter mortification of the flesh is far worse than anything that she herself has done. Julia Hoban

Three kinds of people get talked about: The fascinating, the freaks and the nefarious. Donna Lynn Hope

I am sick of old ghosts and I just want to feel safe again without the haunts of old vulnerabilities. Donna Lynn Hope

She didn't care about anything, or maybe she cared too much. Donna Lynn Hope

I guess what scares me the most now is the thought that I won't be able to protect you Julia Hoban

And she realized that this is true. Pain has somehow transformed into pleasure, and that pleasure is better than any pain could ever be. Julia Hoban

I shivered as the cold was all encompassing, not just from being outdoors, but from being read as well. He had a way of seeing through me. It was as unnerving as it was bonding and I couldn't figure out how the two could co-exist. Donna Lynn Hope

Neither one of them could turn off their feelings, even with so much time and distance between them. The more they were apart, and the more they weren't allowed to be together, the more they loved each other. Donna Lynn Hope