Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

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"These were the lovely bones that had grown around my absence: the connections-sometimes tenuous, sometimes made at great cost, but often magnificent-that happened after I was gone. And I began to see things in a way that let me hold the world without me in it. The events that my death wrought were merely the bones of a body that would become whole at some unpredictable time in the future. The price of what I came to see as this miraculous body had been my life."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"He would find his Susie,inside his young son. Give that love to the living."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"There wasn't a lot of bullshit in my heaven."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"Placing blame was easier than adding up the mounting figures of what he'd lost."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"There was our father, the heart we knew held all of us. Held us heavily and desperately, the doors of his heart opening and closing with the rapidity of stops on an instrument, the quiet felt closures, the ghostly fingering, practice and practice and then, incredibly, sound and melody and warmth."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"What I think was hardest for me to realize was that he had tried each time to stop himself. He had killed animals, taking lesser lives to keep from killing a child"

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

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

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"This little girl's grown up by now," she said.Almost.Not quite.I wish you all a long and happy life."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"He hadn't woken a day since my death when the day wasn’t something to get through. But the truth was, the memorial service day was not the worst kind. At least it was honest. At least it was a day shaped around what they were so preoccupied by: my absence. Today he would not have to pretend he was getting back to normal—whatever normal was."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

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

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"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 Lindsey, left me in her memories, where I was meant to be."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"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 what it was, moist dirt where animals lived their daily lives. I could have yelled for hours."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"She liked to imagine that when she passed, the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was. Except when she was at work, no one knew where she was at any time of day and no one waited for her. It was immaculate anonymity."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

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

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"Soon she noted that teachers in subjects besides gym didn't report her if she cut. They were happy not to have her there: her intelligence made her a problem. It demanded attention and rushed their lesson plans forward."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"I realized how subversive Ruth was then, not because she drew pictures of nude women that got misused by her peers, but because she was more talented than her teachers. She was the quietest kind of rebel. Helpless, really."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"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, The Lovely Bones

"The stains could be seen only in the sunlight, so Ruth was never really aware of them until later, when she would stop at an outdoor cafe for a cup of coffee, and look down at her skirt and see the dark traces of spilled vodka or whiskey. The alcohol had the effect of making the black cloth blacker. This amused her; she had noted in her journal: 'booze affects material as it does people'."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

"The alcohol had the effect of making the black cloth blacker. This amused her; she had noted in her journal: "booze affects material as it does people."

Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones