Holly Black Quotes About House

Quotes about: House

• Someone could cut through the mess in our house and look at it like one might look at rings on a tree or layers of sediment. They'd find the black-and-white hairs of a dog we had when I was six, the acid-washed jeans my mother once wore, the seven blood-soaked pillowcases from the time I skinned my knee. All our family secrets rest in endless piles.

  Holly Black

  Mother, Dog, Cutting

  Holly Black (2010). “White Cat”, p.42, Simon and Schuster

• You're like this leopard who's pretending to be a house cat.

  Holly Black

  Cat, House, Leopards

  Holly Black (2012). “Red Glove”, p.191, Simon and Schuster

• I can walk into someone's house, kiss their wife, sit down at their table, and eat their dinner. I can lift a passport at an airport, and in twenty minutes it will seem like it's mine. I can be a blackbird staring in the window. I can be a cat creeping along a ledge. I can go anywhere I want and do the worst things I can imagine, with nothing to ever connect me to those crimes. Today I look like me, but tomorrow I could look like you. I could be you.

  Holly Black

  Cat, Kissing, Airports

  Holly Black (2012). “Black Heart”, p.197, Simon and Schuster

• Carney is like a graveyard where everyone already owns their plots and has built houses on top of them.

  Holly Black

  House, Plot, Graveyard

  Holly Black (2010). “White Cat”, p.36, Simon and Schuster

• I drive him to school, then I break back into Barron's house. I'm the best kind of thief, the kind that leaves behind items equal in value to those he's stolen. Then I go home and shave until my skin is as slick as any slickster's.

  Holly Black

  School, Home, House

• Once, she made a boy come out of his house and kiss her under the streetlight. It was her first kiss. She thinks it was probably his, too. She never told him and she never, ever will.

  Holly Black

  Kissing, Boys, Thinking

• Every plan is a house of cards.

  Holly Black

  House Of Cards, House, Cards

• A man may daydream of how he would spend a million dollars, but playing the same game with a billion dollars sours the fantasy. There are too many possibilities. The house he once wished for with all his heart is suddenly too small. The travel, too cheap. He wanted to visit an island. Now he contemplates buying one.

  Holly Black

  Heart, Men, Islands

  Holly Black (2012). “Red Glove”, p.207, Simon and Schuster

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