Does wanting to die equal losing your mind?

— Ellen Hopkins

Do you ever dangle your toes over the precipice, dare the cliff to crumble, defy the frozen deity to suffer the sun, thaw feather and bone, take wing to fly you home?

— Ellen Hopkins

Dream bigger before you can't remember to dream at all.

— Ellen Hopkins

Empty is the perfect state of being. Nothing inside to anchor you. Nothing inside to chain you down, keep you from living your dreams. Empty, almost weightless, you are an eyelash afloat on a blink of breeze. You can rise about tension and worry, loosed from the grip of gravity. Adrift in thermal lift, you ride the wing of freedom and soar. Empty, you are Eve in Eden. Empty, you are what you were meant to be.

— Ellen Hopkins

... Every word an author writes causes ripples, like tossing a stone into a pond. And you don't know where they'll go, or who they'll touch, or when they might come back to you. I think everything you do is kind of like that, too.

— Ellen Hopkins

Faces... I...don't...know...the real...me

— Ellen Hopkins

Fireworks. Snowflakes. Sunstroke and frostbite. It was all that I could ask for and completely unexpected. I expected demands. He gifted me with tenderness. I expected ego. He let me experiment. I expected disrespect. He called me beautiful. I expected him to expect perfection. He taught me all I needed to know.

— Ellen Hopkins

For a long while. Finally, she says, I don't believe in love. Not sure if it really exists, but even if it does for some people, it won't for me. She is serious. Then she lightens up. But, hey, if you think you love me, cool.

— Ellen Hopkins

Forever has no meaning when you're living at the moment. I wasn't ready for that moment to end.

— Ellen Hopkins

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

— Ellen Hopkins