Quotes by : Emma Cline

It was a gift. What did I do with it? Life didn't accumulate as I'd once imagined. I graduated from boarding....

How impotent my anger was, a surge with no place to land, and how familiar that was: my feelings strangled....

That was our mistake, I think. One of many mistakes. To believe that boys were acting with a logic that....

The only teenagers in town seemed to kill themselves in gruesomely rural ways—I heard about their pickups....

Pamela was beautiful, it was true, and I felt that submerged attraction to her that everyone felt for....

Sadness at that age had the pleasing texture of imprisonment: you reared and sulked against the bonds....

Someone's boyfriend died in a rock-climbing accident in Switzerland: everyone gathered around her, on....

The things I was good at had no real application: addressing envelopes in bubble letters with smiling....

A rock, I thought crazily. He'll pick up a rock. He'll break open my skull, my brain leaking onto the....

We had been with the men, we had let them do what they wanted. But they would never know the parts of....