Heather O'Neill

Don’t you wish you had never even tasted it? You wouldn’t know what you are missing out on all the time.

And loving everyone is the same thing as loving nobody at all

Her adorable personality and her wealth made her very attractive to other little girls. She was good at getting girls to fall in love with her. She couldn’t really love them back though. Like her dolls, they were all interchangeable. And loving everyone is the same thing as loving nobody at all

Gradually the adulation of others began to replace and satisfy her need for other feelings. She became addicted to praise. She became especially addicted to being
looked at, because she had no other emotional sustenance.

It was as if they’d snuck out of a nightmare and they were trying to find their way back to it.

For the rest of her life she would forever after be uncertain about the concept of deliberation and free will

Her drive was not just for knowledge, in which case she might have found herself lazily daydreaming through her subjects. She wanted to be better than the other girls. She was as good as she needed to be to master and humiliate them.

The larger the novel she read, the more she was able to disappear from the world, and all the people in it. Each novel was like a voyage she embarked on. She specifically looked for enormous books. Then she would be gone for a longer period of time. She might disappear for an entire winter

She thought poetry was inherently beautiful. By its syntax, it forced everything you put in it to be beautiful

The small crow is naked at night.

Black is its eye. Black is the sky.

There is no more difference between light and fright.

The small crow is naked at night.

Round in its belly is the rat’s eye

How many did you have to eat to give you sight?