Libba Bray
Libba Bray
Libba Brayis an American writer of young adult novels including the Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Going Bovine, and The Diviners...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth11 March 1964
CityMontgomery, AL
CountryUnited States of America
world
This is the world we live in, Gemma, for better or for worse. Make of it what you can," he says, and I pull him to me.
kissing hands gentleman
But...you could have whatever you wished." "Exactly," he says, nuzzling my neck. "But," I say, "you could turn stones to rubies or ride in a fine gentleman's carriage." Kartik puts his hands on either side of my face. "To each his own magic," he says and kisses me again.
angel rebel cry
Did God ever cry over his lost angel, I wonder?
color lines steps
We're still expected to color within the lines of accepted femininity, and women who step out of those lines are usually attacked, whether verbally or physically.
wind looks painful
The beast attempts a beautific look that could be mistaken for a bout of painful wind.
talking class humanity
What Hamlet suffers from is a lack of zombies. Let us say Rosencrantz and Guildenstern show up—Ho-HO! Now you’ve got something that stirs the, um, something that stirs things that are stirrable. BOOM! A pack of ravenous flesh-eaters breaks open their heads and sucks out their eyeballs. No need for iambic pentameter because they are grunting, groaning annihilators of humanity with no time for meter. You’re not asleep in the back of English class anymore, are you? This is what I’m talking about. Zombies. Learn it, live it, love it.
secret
A place to keep all your secrets
dream war book
There in the city's steam-and-smoke-smudged harbor is the most extraordinary sight of all: a great copper-clad lady with a torch in one hand and a book in the other. It is not a statesman or a god or a war hero who welcomes us to this new world. It is but an ordinary woman lighting the way- a lady offering us the liberty to pursue our dreams if we've the courage to begin.
dream hands circles
They would place their hands together inside the circle so that they could walk in each other's dreams. It forged a bond that could not be broken. The circle represents love in eternity. For there is no beginning and no end.
wish want should
I wish to live for myself. I should never want to be trapped.
morning
Because it is morning, it is morning, and there is so much to see.
mates
She's no beauty, mate
morning noon trouble
The trouble with morning is that it comes well before noon.
use ifs bits
If God has nothing better to do than punish schoolgirls for a bit of tomfoolery, then I've no use for God.