Quotes by Alice Sebold

About Alice Sebold:

Alice Sebold is an American writer. She has published three books: Lucky (1999), The Lovely Bones (2002), and The Almost Moon (2007).
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Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living.

Alice Sebold

I never let myself yearn for Buckley, afraid he might see my image in a mirror or a bottle cap. Like everyone else I was trying to protect him.

Alice Sebold

...y vi, mientras Samuel daba el atrevido paso de besar a Lindsey delante de toda la familia, que emprendían por fin el vuelo, alejándose de mi muerte.

Alice Sebold

Ruth, que quería que todos creyeran lo que ella sabía: que los muertos realmente nos hablan, que, en el aire que rodea a los vivos, los espíritus se mueven, se entremezclan y ríen con nosotros. Son el oxígeno que respiramos.

Alice Sebold

How to Commit the Perfect Murder" was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.

Alice Sebold

Horror on earth is real and it is everyday. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.

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My name is Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered.

Alice Sebold

Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.

Alice Sebold

Because horror on Earth is real and it is every day. It is like a flower or like the sun; it cannot be contained.

Alice Sebold

Life is a perpetual yesterday for us.

Alice Sebold

Sometimes you cry, Susie, even when someone you love has been gone a long time.

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I fell in love with you again; While you were away - Jack Salmon

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Out loud I said I had two children. Silently I said three. I always felt like apologizing to her for that.

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Samuel walked out to Lindsey then, and there she was in his arms, my sweet butterball babe, born ten years after my fourteen years on Earth: Abigail Suzanne. Little Susie to me. Samuel placed Susie on a blanket near the flowers. And my sister, my Lin...

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We lay there with our bodies touching, and as I shook, a powerful knowledge took hold. He had done this thing to me and I had lived. That was all. I was still breathing. I heard his heart. I smelled his breath. The dark earth around us smelled like w...

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How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?

Alice Sebold

She had needed the time to know that this love would not destroy her, and I had, I now knew, given her that time, could give it, for it was what I had in great supply.

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The relationship with the words someone uses is more intimate and integrated than just a quick read and a blurb can ever be. This intimacy - the words on the page being sent back and forth from engaged editor to open author - is unique in my experien...

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I wanted to be the moron of the family, because morons seemed to have more fun, more freedom and more personality.

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I'd like to go back to poetry again. I really, really revere good poetry. It's been my private discipline.

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I like gardening - it's a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself.

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Author Bio

  • NameAlice Sebold
  • DescriptionAmerican writer
  • BornSeptember 6, 1962
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWriter; Novelist
  • WorksThe Lovely Bones; The Almost Moon; Lucky