Ellen Hopkins Quotes About Hurt

Quotes about: Hurt

• Ghosts Take shape under moonlight, materialize in dreams. Shadows. Silhouettes of what is no more. But ghosts don't bother me. The day brings bigger things to worry about than flimsy remains of yesterday. No, spooks don't scare me. Gauzy apparitions might prank your psyche or agitate your nightmares, but lacking flesh and blood they are powerless to hurt you-cannot hope to inflict the kind of damage that real, live people do.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Dream, Hurt, Real

  Ellen Hopkins (2013). “Perfect”, p.61, Simon and Schuster

• When you love someone, you don't want to hurt them, even if they deserve to be hurt. When you love someone, you want to hurt them, even when they don't deserve to be hurt.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Love, Hurt, Want

  Ellen Hopkins (2012). “Ellen Hopkins: Crank Trilogy”, p.814, Simon and Schuster

• God is love," she said. "And he respects love, whether it's between a parents, and child, a man and woman, or friends. I don't think he cares about religion one little bit. Live your life right. Love with all your heart. Don't hurt others, and help those in need. That is all you need to know. And don't worry about heaven. If it exists, you'll be welcome.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Hurt, Children, Heart

• Forgiveness isn’t my best thing. Easier staying pissed. But I’m tired of being pissed all the time. Tired of feeling hurt by stuff that can never be fixed because it is an indelible part of the past.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Hurt, Tired, Past

  Ellen Hopkins (2013). “Fallout”, p.537, Simon and Schuster

• Falling in love with someone is the surest highway to hurt that I know. When the door to love opens, the window to control closes.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Falling In Love, Hurt, Doors

  Ellen Hopkins (2013). “Fallout”, p.142, Simon and Schuster

• Standing Here My entire world far beneath my feet, I should be filled with pride. Instead, I feel overwhelmed by a sense of defeat. Suddenly it comes to me, toes tempted to test the ledge, that there is a way out of this. Clam surety flows through my veins, and as I turn to wave good-bye, I wonder if it will hurt or if a single person will cry at my funeral. I take a deep breath, a final taste of sweet mountain air. I conjure Leona, Emily. Move my feet closer. Closer There's Grandma One, Grandma Two, and their spouses, waiting for me. I see Dad. Cara. Mommy. I screw up my courage, step over

  Ellen Hopkins

  Sweet, Hurt, Dad

• Your hurt swallows ine, like space swallows time, and the two intertwine. We tangle together.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Hurt, Two, Space

• I hide hurt behind a fake smile. I wear it all the time. Everyone says how I always look so cheerful. Shows what they know I guess.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Hurt, Fake, Cheerful

  Ellen Hopkins (2014). “Tilt”, p.24, Simon and Schuster

• Not even Carol knows firsthand how it feels to be hurt in such a way by someone who's supposed to protect you

  Ellen Hopkins

  Hurt, Way, Protect You

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