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Libba Bray Biography

Libba Bray (born Martha Elizabeth Bray; March 11, 1964) is an American writer of young adult novels including the Gemma Doyle Trilogy, Going Bovine, and The Diviners.

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The wind picks up. It sends leaves scurrying for cover until a softer breeze blows through, settling them down again as if to say, Shhh, there, there, it's all right. One leaf still dances in the air. It spins higher and higher, defying gravity and logic, stretching for something just out of reach. It shall have to fall, of course. Eventually. But for now, I hold my breath, willing it to keep going, taking comfort in its struggle.

Blow, Fall, Higher, Logic, Right, Struggle

Any book that can help you survive the slings and arrows of adolescence is a book to love for life; 'The Catcher in the Rye' did just that, and I still do love it.

Arrows, Book, Love Life, Survive

Books are, at their heart, dangerous. Yes, dangerous. Because they challenge us: our prejudices, our blind spots. They open us to new ideas, new ways of seeing. They make us hurt in all the right ways. They can push down the barricades of ‘them’ & widen the circle of ‘us.

Barricades, Book, Books, Heart, Hurt, Ways

You want to know what pain is? Try running out of Advil when you've got a Category Five period. I've had cramps that would make grown men beg for a bullet between the eyes. " - Jennifer, "Beauty Queens

Five, Jennifer, Pain, Queens, Running

Instead, I try to adjust to the dawn, letting the tears fall where they may, because it is morning; it is morning and there is so much to see.

Adjust, Fall, Morning, Tears

Taylor clapped for attention. “Miss New Mexico, let’s not get all down in the bummer basement where the creepy things live. There are people in heathen China who don’t even have airline trays. We have a lot to be grateful for.

Grateful, Miss, Missing, People, Things, Trays

How do people stay in love, anyway? Is it a choice? Or is it like those plants we studied in biology that mutate into something new and totally different but are still part of the same plant family?

Choice, Choices, Different, Mutate, People, Totally

If this were a movie, I would bust a secret move so fierce the entire place would be razed to the ground. I'd finish with something snappy like "And don't forget my soda, punk" while I strolled off into the night.

Bust, Entire, Moving, Night, Place, Secret

Kartik places a sovereign in the lady's cup, and I know that it's likely all he has. "Why did you do that?" I ask. He kicks a rock on the ground, balancing it nimbly between his feet like a ball. "She needed it. " Father says it isn't good to give money to beggers. They'll only spend it unwisely on drink or other pleasures. "She might buy ale with it. " He shrugs. "Then she'll have ale. It isn't the pound that matters; it's the hope. . . I know what it's like to fight for things that others take for granted.

Beggers, Cup, Father, Feet, Fighting, Rock

Because you don't notice the light without a bit of shadow. Everything has both dark and light. You have to play with it till you get it exactly right.

Dark, Exactly, Light, Notice, Play, Right

No one can steal our dream.

Dream, Our Dreams, Steal, Stealing

You’ve been assigned an identity since birth. Then you spend the rest of your life walking around in it to see if it really fits. You try on all these different selves and abandon just as many. But really it’s about dismantling all that false armor, getting down to what’s real. -Going Bovine

Different, Dismantling, Real, Self, Trying, Whats

Why does anyone do anything? Belief. A belief that they are right and just in their actions. Abraham was willing to sacrifice his son, Isaac, because he believed that God had commanded it. To kill your son is unthinkable. A crime. But if you are acting in the belief that your God, your supreme deity whom you must obey, has demanded it of you, is it still a crime?

Acting, Deity, Isaac, Sacrifice, Son, Supreme

Think: who has vans, huh? Soccer moms and serial killers.

Huh, Mom, Moms, Soccer, Thinking

Everyone seems to want more form me. I am a thoroughly disappointing girl around. I shall wear a scarlet 'D' upon my bosom for all to see so that they will know not to raise their expectations.

Everyone, Expectations, Girl, Want

Nobody Wants to be themselves. That's why there's tv. -Ephigenia.

Ephigenia, Nobody, Tvs, Want

Because it is morning, it is morning, and there is so much to see.

Morning, See

Don't you? if you keep them from the magic, they will never know what their lives could be. ' They will remain protected,' Asha insists. No, 'I say. 'Only untested.

Knows, Lives, Magic, Protected, Say

The night's chilly breath tickles up my neck and finds my ear, whispering secrets only the wind knows.

Breath, Night, Secret, Secrets, Tickles, Wind

With each shimmy, the bugle beads on their scandalously revealing costumes swung and shook. It was the sort of display Evie knew her mother would have found appalling—an example of the moral decay of the young generation. It was sexual and dangerous and thrilling, and Evie wanted more of it.

Beads, Costumes, Mother, Shook, Thrilling, Young Generation

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