Danielle Evans Quotes & Sayings

It was easy to be somebody else when no one cared who you were in the first place. — Danielle Evans

She wondered sometimes if it wasn't all pretense - if, when she shut her eyes and wished restitution upon the whole wounded parade of humanity, she wasn't really wishing away the world that created war and illness so that she might have a world in which there was room to feel sorry for herself. — Danielle Evans

Her boldness, which I'd always thought I'd been borrowing from her, had become mine in ways I didn't realize until she was gone. I didn't flinch around people who didn't like me; I didn't feel anymore like being myself was something for which I owed the world an apology. — Danielle Evans

By the time school started again, I had almost forgotten what I was missing. I wasn't lonely anymore; I was just alone. — Danielle Evans

Don't push too hard; your last chance to see a person the way you wanted them to be may come at any moment. — Danielle Evans

We were what we had in life, I thought, and I was not sad about it or apologetic for its corniness. — Danielle Evans

Appreciate the liars. When people don't hide things, it means they don't care enough to be afraid of losing you. — Danielle Evans

We are safe, with our families, until we are not. — Danielle Evans

You know, you're too pretty for me to leave you on the couch like that," he said, pulling me toward him. I didn't know that, but I did understand then that there was no such thing as safe, only safer; that this, if it didn't happen now, would happen later but not better. — Danielle Evans

There were moments when you knew things about what was inside of people you didn't want to, knew how deeply they could disappoint you. There was love, and then there was suicide - and — Danielle Evans

When I was very little, my mother used to say there was something of my grandmother in me, in how I tell stories the way I need them to be and not the way they actually happened. — Danielle Evans

I read books, I ate when compelled, I sometimes wrote embellished accounts of my day in a leather-bound black diary. I was the sort of child who generally had to be coerced into playing with other children. — Danielle Evans