Quotes from Alice Hoffman

And then I realized what love did. It changed your whole world. Even when you didn't want it to.

She knew that sometimes when you were supposed to feel lucky, all you felt was despair. You were guilty just because you had managed to live. For reasons you couldn't understand, that made no sense whatsoever, you were the one left unscathed.

Are you asking if I would have been better off if I'd never met my wife, or married her, or lost her? I'll tell you this, a day with her was better than a life without her.

Some people make their own grief.

let us be among those who hope that the future will be less cruel than the past.

You're not invisible if you talk.

Being a physician is like working on a machine that keeps breaking down, time after time.

For every evil under the sun, There is a remedy, or there is none. If there be one, seek till you find it; If there be none, never mind it. MOTHER GOOSE

The past stays with a man, sticking to his heels like glue, invisible and heartbreaking and unavoidable, threaded to the future, just as surely as day is sewn to night.

It was the middle of winter, when the whole world was white, and a wolf and her and her cub had been chased as far as they could go. There was no escape,at least not for both. When the mother wolf ran to attach the hunters, all they saw were her claws and her fangs.While they shot her, the cub disappeared into the snow. That was the moment when it's coat turned from black to white so that is was forever after invisible to the hunters.

love was never a regret.

Statistics, Jenny had learned early on, never mattered when they applied to you, not if you were the one in a thousand who'd been struck by lightning

What you set out into the world came back to you threefold.

Be grateful if you have walked through the world with another's heart in your hand.

You could grow to love something so strong and elemental, but you'd have to value the beauty of it more than you did your own life.

From the time I could read, I found solace in my father's library...At the ages of ten and eleven and twelve I would have preferred to remain in the library...

You can tell just by looking at her that she never backed down or valued anyone's opinion above her own. She always believed that experience was not simply the best teacher, it was the only one

The story is always about searching for the truth, no matter what it might bring. Even when nothing was what it appeared to be, when everything hidden, there was a center not even I could run from: who I truly was, what I felt, what I was deep inside.

The nature of love had totally escaped her until now. She had thought that if you lost it, you could never get it back, like a stone thrown down a well. But it was like the water at the bottom of the well, there when you can't even see it, shifting in the dark.

You may think it is one thing, when in fact it is something else entirely: infatuation, loneliness, seduction.

Just because we don't know it or understand it doesn't mean there's not a reason.

a pretty little minnow...cool as rain, blue as heaven...

Loss does different things to different people. Some fall apart. Some, like the Finder, rebuild. I have done both. I have crawled under my table and refused to come out. I have covered myself with thorns and tattoos. I have planted a garden, reached out to my neighbors, begun to write down my story.

People who think you can't will certain things into being with the power of your pride are fools, plain as that.