Travel opens your mind as few other things do. It is its own form of hypnotism, and I am forever under its spell.
– Libba Bray
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- He didn’t really like travel, of course. He liked the idea of travel, and the memory of travel, but not travel itself. – Julian Barnes
- I have forsaken her for a place I will never belong, but will always remain under her spell, forever to be, a child of my motherland. – BG Bowers
- The place cast a spell on me, a lovely spell that seduced me one one breath at a time. – Brenda Sutton Rose
- Life is like a little book written With a whole lot of surprise.Spell a word that doesn´t fit inAnd that´s a spell in desguise. – Ana Claudia Antunes
- L I V E or E V I L — to Live life is to spell forward. To not live life is to spell backwards. – Shannon L Alder
- What kind of person doesn’t let you have gummi bears? – Libba Bray
- I’ve had so many bikini waxes, I cry every time I see a Popsicle stick. – Libba Bray
- I’d like to thank readers. Every time you open a book, it is a strike against ignorance. Unless you’re reading Sarah Palin. – Libba Bray
- I know because I read. Might I suggest you try it? – Libba Bray
- You set fire to my house, killed my family, and ate my dog. But steal my boyfriend? That’s a step too far. – Libba Bray
- People always fear what they don’t understand, Evangeline. History proves that. – Libba Bray
- Because ‘You’re perfect just the way you are,’ is what your guidance counselor says. And she’s an alcoholic. – Libba Bray
- New Maxi-Pad Pets. Accessories for your period.Brought to you by The Corporation: In your homes andin your pants. – Libba Bray
- When she can’t bring me to heal with scolding, she bends me to shape with guilt. – Libba Bray
- And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time. – Libba Bray
- Please, I’m a transgender former boy-bander. You think I don’t know how to defend myself? – Libba Bray
- Brought to you by The Corporation: In your homes and in your pants. – Libba Bray
- I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all. – Libba Bray
- Sometimes we seek that which we are not yet ready to find. – Libba Bray
- Power changes everything till it is difficult to say who are the heroes and who the villains. – Libba Bray
- It was so hard to feel safe in the world when you were a girl. – Libba Bray
- You must remember, my dear lady, the most important rule of any successful illusion: First, the people must want to believe in it. – Libba Bray
- I’m sorry, Gemma. But we can’t live in the light all of the time. You have to take whatever light you can hold into the dark with you. – Libba Bray
- What is the French word for rain? Le rain? La rain? Is the rain masculine or feminine? It’s such a bother that it must be masculine. – Libba Bray
- If you would understand the present, you must come to know the past. – Libba Bray
- Writers are also sort of like vultures, but with fewer ethics. – Libba Bray
- Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells ’em off for a coupla stones. – Libba Bray
- But if we are to remain a great empire, we must have a greater understanding of the hearts and minds of others. – Libba Bray
- Wow, I miss Latin. So much fun – all those exciting verbs that don’t come unit the end of the sentence. It’s like a movie trailer for language. – Libba Bray
- Robot. Is. Sad. Because silly bitch. Will. Not. Dance. – Libba Bray
- I don’t have time to feel sorry for myself. I’ve got to think. – Libba Bray
- And when it comes, her kiss is like something not so much felt as found. – Libba Bray
- And when it comes, her kiss is like something not so much felt as found. – Libba Bray
- There is no greater power on this earth than story. – Libba Bray
- …There’s an -or- in -whore- because you always have a choice to respect your body and say no. – Libba Bray
- I’m an oddity of one, my strangeness too complicated to explain or share. – Libba Bray
- Every day is its own infinity, every hour, its own eternity, every minute, its own forever. – Shelly Crane
- Mama says love is a sickness of the heart. Only the weak fall under its spell. – Katlyn Charlesworth