“sometimes people are broken and don’t know how to mend because they aren’t able to say what they need or deeply want. Sometimes you get to a point in life where you realize you’ve made a terrible mistake and you desperately need to fix it, but it’s so deep and bitterly ingrained you can’t start.”
―
Loreth Anne White,
A Dark Lure
“Without fear, there cannot be true courage” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“We are—or we become—what we pretend to be, so we must be very careful who we pretend to be.” ― Loreth Anne White, The Maid's Diary
“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“Because we all lie. Every one of us, and whoever claims they don’t is the biggest liar of all.” ― Loreth Anne White, In the Dark
“Each life has a cycle. One makes one’s choices and bears one’s punishment” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“words were like magic, like ancient runes, symbols, that, if you knew how to unlock and decode them, conjured stories—people and pictures in your mind.” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“Myron fell silent, his mind seemingly drifting away on some sea of secret sorrow, buoyed by booze and painkillers.” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“She would do whatever it took in the Lord’s or the devil’s name to survive now.” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“We all lie. We all guard secrets—sometimes terrible ones—a side to us so dark, so shameful, that we quickly avert our own eyes from the shadow we might glimpse in the mirror. Instead we lock our dark halves deep in the basement of our souls. And on the surface of our lives, we work industriously to shape the public story of our selves. We say, “Look, world, this is me.” We craft posts on social media . . . See this wonderful lunch I’m eating at this trendy restaurant with my besties, see my sexy shoes, my cute puppy, boyfriend, tight ass in a bikini. See my gloriously perfect life . . . see what a fucking fabulous time I’m having drunk and at this party with my boobs swelling out of my sparkly tank top. Just look at those hot guys draped all over me. Aren’t you jealous . . . And then you wait to see how many people LIKE this fabricated version of yourself, your mood hinging on the number of clicks. Comments. Who commented. But darkness has a way of seeping through the cracks. It seeks the light . . .” ― Loreth Anne White, The Drowned Girls
“Two Metro fire-rescue vessels—bright yellow with” ― Loreth Anne White, The Drowned Girls
“We all move within six degrees” ― Loreth Anne White, The Drowned Girls
“Words, unbidden, curled like smoke into her mind, his voice thick velvet over gravel. Intelligent, seductive, alluring. Dark . . .” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“lagged” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“. . . It’s not a game until both sides know they’re playing . . .” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“She was his compass. His true north. She’d showed him the way home.” ― Loreth Anne White, Manhunter
“We all lie. We all guard secrets—sometimes terrible ones—a side to us so dark, so shameful, that we quickly avert our own eyes from the shadow we might glimpse in the mirror. Instead we lock our dark halves deep in the basement of our souls. And on the surface of our lives, we work industriously to shape the public story of our selves . . .” ― Loreth Anne White, The Drowned Girls
“Release what no longer serves you.” ― Loreth Anne White, The Patient's Secret
“The pain, the sense of loss, of fear—it would hit out of nowhere. She’d learned this. She’d also learned to accept it, and to bow under it, give in to it, because the harder she tried to shove it away, the harder it hit next time around, and it would be all the more debilitating” ― Loreth Anne White, In the Dark
“Without fear, there cannot be true courage” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“We are—or we become—what we pretend to be, so we must be very careful who we pretend to be.” ― Loreth Anne White, The Maid's Diary
“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“Because we all lie. Every one of us, and whoever claims they don’t is the biggest liar of all.” ― Loreth Anne White, In the Dark
“Each life has a cycle. One makes one’s choices and bears one’s punishment” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“words were like magic, like ancient runes, symbols, that, if you knew how to unlock and decode them, conjured stories—people and pictures in your mind.” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“Myron fell silent, his mind seemingly drifting away on some sea of secret sorrow, buoyed by booze and painkillers.” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“She would do whatever it took in the Lord’s or the devil’s name to survive now.” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“We all lie. We all guard secrets—sometimes terrible ones—a side to us so dark, so shameful, that we quickly avert our own eyes from the shadow we might glimpse in the mirror. Instead we lock our dark halves deep in the basement of our souls. And on the surface of our lives, we work industriously to shape the public story of our selves. We say, “Look, world, this is me.” We craft posts on social media . . . See this wonderful lunch I’m eating at this trendy restaurant with my besties, see my sexy shoes, my cute puppy, boyfriend, tight ass in a bikini. See my gloriously perfect life . . . see what a fucking fabulous time I’m having drunk and at this party with my boobs swelling out of my sparkly tank top. Just look at those hot guys draped all over me. Aren’t you jealous . . . And then you wait to see how many people LIKE this fabricated version of yourself, your mood hinging on the number of clicks. Comments. Who commented. But darkness has a way of seeping through the cracks. It seeks the light . . .” ― Loreth Anne White, The Drowned Girls
“Two Metro fire-rescue vessels—bright yellow with” ― Loreth Anne White, The Drowned Girls
“We all move within six degrees” ― Loreth Anne White, The Drowned Girls
“Words, unbidden, curled like smoke into her mind, his voice thick velvet over gravel. Intelligent, seductive, alluring. Dark . . .” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“lagged” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“. . . It’s not a game until both sides know they’re playing . . .” ― Loreth Anne White, A Dark Lure
“She was his compass. His true north. She’d showed him the way home.” ― Loreth Anne White, Manhunter
“We all lie. We all guard secrets—sometimes terrible ones—a side to us so dark, so shameful, that we quickly avert our own eyes from the shadow we might glimpse in the mirror. Instead we lock our dark halves deep in the basement of our souls. And on the surface of our lives, we work industriously to shape the public story of our selves . . .” ― Loreth Anne White, The Drowned Girls
“Release what no longer serves you.” ― Loreth Anne White, The Patient's Secret
“The pain, the sense of loss, of fear—it would hit out of nowhere. She’d learned this. She’d also learned to accept it, and to bow under it, give in to it, because the harder she tried to shove it away, the harder it hit next time around, and it would be all the more debilitating” ― Loreth Anne White, In the Dark
