April Genevieve Tucholke Quotes & Sayings

If attics could make wishes, this one would have nothing to wish for. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Leaf once told me that there was absolutely no difference between the Orphans' fairy tales and the nose on my face, because both were only as real as I thought they were. — April Genevieve Tucholke

I had to tell someone that a panther-hipped boy had come to live in my backyard. — April Genevieve Tucholke

River had never lost his cool, not since I'd know him. That was the thing about River. He was calm. Calm as a summer's day. Calm as a gentle nap in the sun. Even when girls were fainting and men were slitting their throats in front of you. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Please tell me you don't go around saying crap like that to everyone. No wonder no one in town ever talks to us. Wealthy families always have a crazy person or two. Is that really the role you want to play, Vi?"
"We're not wealthy anymore. Remember? So if I'm crazy, no one will care. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Lying makes life more interesting. Not to mention easier, for the most part. — April Genevieve Tucholke

All the strangest things are true. — April Genevieve Tucholke

People like you don't go mad, Vi. They're quiet on the outside and loud on the inside and sane as the day is long — April Genevieve Tucholke

You just have to eat a strawberry and then wait for tomorrow. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Some people don't deserve to live. And, to go a step further, some people need to die. — April Genevieve Tucholke

It's easier to forgive someone for scaring you than for making you cry. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Lots of people have bad stories, and if they wail and sob and tell their story to anyone who'll listen, it's crap. Or half crap, at least.The stuff that really hurts people, the stuff that almost breaks them ... that they won't talk about. Ever. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Mea Culpa. By That Sin Fell the Angels. Exuro, Exuro, Exuro. — April Genevieve Tucholke

We both fell asleep wrapped up together with the wolves still lullaby-ing us in the background — April Genevieve Tucholke

I walked into her arms and we hugged like hugging was breathing and we'd been holding our breath for a long, long time. — April Genevieve Tucholke

I'd never get the sound of her screams out of my head, or my heart.
Is this what it meant to be the hero? — April Genevieve Tucholke

All good Heroes are scared, if they know the evil they face. — April Genevieve Tucholke

When you look into the darkness, the darkness looks into you. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Revenge. Justice. Love. They are the three stories that all other stories are made up of. It's the trifecta. — April Genevieve Tucholke

For your sake I have braved the glen, and had to do with goblin merchant men. Eat me, drink me, love me. Hero, Wolf, make much of me. With clasping arms and cautioning lips, with tingling cheeks and fingertips, cooing all together. — April Genevieve Tucholke

River's kiss tasted like coffee and storms and secrets.
And slowly, slowly he began to move faster, and then faster ...
And then he stopped.
River let go of me, just like that. Just about the time I'd forgotten who I was, just about the time I'd forgotten we were even two separate people anymore and not just one glowing, quivering, ocean of kissing ... he let me go. He stepped back and took a deep breath. — April Genevieve Tucholke

But Luke would never be friends with a girl, even if they were into the same things - like locking me in closets with brutish boys from school, or setting the books I was reading on fire. — April Genevieve Tucholke

I thought of myself so little that I began to worry that I'd been the only thing keeping myself in existence ... and now that I wasn't the center of my attention I'd disappear, poof into thin air, and no one would ever know. — April Genevieve Tucholke

I coughed and choked, and drowned on moonlight, which tastes like butter and steel and salt and mist. And then, just like that, just when I thought she was going to kill me, suck the air out of my lungs and make me a ghost too, she lifted her hand, and ... faded away. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Our town was small enough that I never developed a healthy fear of strangers. To me, they were exciting things, gift-wrapped and full of possibilities, the sweet smell of somewhere else wafting from them like perfume. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Freddie once told me that I was the worst kind of stubborn-because I wasn't stubborn at all. I was patient. Patient, but determined. A stubborn person could be distracted, or tricked. But not me. I just held on and on and on, never giving up until I got my way, long after everyone else stopped caring. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Did you think that if you created a fairy tale and made all of us play along, made me defeat a monster and become a hero ... you'd have a happy ending, like a princess in a hayloft story? — April Genevieve Tucholke

You stop fearing the Devil when you're holding his hand ... — April Genevieve Tucholke

Maybe it was just the after glow talking. Maybe it was the glow giving me my River blues..but it felt real. And my feeling, pure or not, were the only thing I had to go on. River had manipulated people. And Murdered people. He was wicked. Not as wicked as Brodie, but.. Still wicked. It was better that he was gone. Better he was out of my life. I knew that, logically. What I felt though, deep, deep down in the darkest of my heart, was that I didn't give a damn if River was Evil. I still liked him. Maybe i even kind of love him. And Maybe that made me Wicked too. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Freddie often fold me that you've got to be happy when you can, because life won't wait for you to take the time. And she was right. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Once upon a time I thought I could change stories, make them go the way I wanted, instead of where they actually went. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Wink kissed deep. Deep as a dark, misty, forest path. One that lead to blood and love and death and monsters. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Freddie used to say that Life could be safe, or it could be interesting, but it couldn't be both. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Every story needs a Hero. — April Genevieve Tucholke

We were like the three Fates, weaving the story together, threads of gold, red, and midnight blue. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Your life is not your own, Vi,' she said. 'Don't you know that? It belongs to the people who love you. So you need to take better care of it. — April Genevieve Tucholke

He looks expensive. In a vintage way. He has a good smile. It's kind of crooked. — April Genevieve Tucholke

The crow cawed again overhead, and a strong sea wind came in and burst through the trees, making the green pine needles shake themselves all over the place. That sound always gave me goose bumps, the good kind. It was the sound an orphan governess hears in a book,before a mad woman sets the bed curtains on fire. — April Genevieve Tucholke

It took strength to be quiet. It took strength to be kind. It took strength to let other people's cruelty bounce right off of you. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Sunshine, if I ever disappear, please tell people that I ran after the Devil, trying to get my soul back. — April Genevieve Tucholke

I didn't move for a bit, just lay there thinking about things. Like how the world was full of mystery and magic and horror and love. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Hence? My habit of reading more than I socialized made me use odd, awkward words without thinking. — April Genevieve Tucholke

There's truths and then there's truths, Violet. And some damn truths shouldn't be spoken out loud, or the Devil will hear, and then he'll come for you. Amen. — April Genevieve Tucholke

I used to think that I needed to be part of a story, a big story, one with trials and villains and temptations and rewards. That's how I would conquer it, conquer death."
She sighed again, and nestled in closer to me. "All that matters, in the end, is the little things. The way Mim says my name to wake me up in the morning. The way Bee's hand feels in mine. The way the sun cast my shadow across the yard yesterday. The way your cheeks flush when we kiss. The smell of hay and the taste of strawberries and the feel of fresh black dirt between my toes. This is what matters, Midnight. — April Genevieve Tucholke

Wink wasn't a villain.
She wasn't a hero.
People aren't just one thing. They never, ever are.
Wink was flesh and blood.
She was bad.
And she was good.
She was real. — April Genevieve Tucholke

No matter what I've Done. And I've done a lot. He's never been afraid of me. Never hated me. You've got to love a person for that. Unconditional Devotion is Blue-moon rare. — April Genevieve Tucholke