110+ Francesca Lia Block Quotes On Friendship, Education And Word

Francesca Lia Block is an American writer of adult and young adult literature. She is best known for her Weetzie Bat series, which is a collection of interconnected short stories. Her work often explores themes of love, family, and the struggle to find one's identity in a modern world. Following is our collection on famous quotes by Francesca Lia Block on friendship, education, love.

Top 10 Francesca Lia Block Quotes

1. Morning. Strawberry sky dusted with white winter powder sugar sun. And nobody to munch on it with
2. Find the goddess inside yourself instead of looking for the god in someone else.
3. Every girl is a goddess.
4. Sometimes a wild horse needs to feel that his rider is just a little bit wilder.
5. If you were a mermaid, you said, If you were a mermaid, I was the sea.
6. Magic can be found in stolen moments.
7. In Mexico people wear hummingbird amulets around their necks to show they are searching for love. Here people pretend that they aren’t. Searching.
8. Our eyelashes brushed like they would weave together by themselves, turning us into one wild thing. I say, “I think I missed you before I met you even.
9. Under the pink Harlequin sunglasses strawberry dangling charms, and sugar-frosted eyeshadow she was really almost beautiful.
10. Sometimes I wanted to peel away all of my skin and find a different me underneath.

Francesca Lia Block Short Quotes

• What sexual preference do you hope she has?” “Happiness.” Isnt that cool?
• I want to be untouchable and beautiful and completely dead inside.
• After his kisses and hugs it feels like without them my body will fall apart into pieces.
• You are in my blood. I cant help it. We can't be anywhere except together
• You make me feel like I have wings when you touch me.
• Love is a dangerous angel.
• Besides, secretly, without knowing it herself, she had been waiting for a Beast to go to.
• The most Beautiful people are the ones that don't look like one race or even one sex.
• It's important to tell your story. It's important to listen.
• At least the girls in stories were alive before they died.

Francesca Lia Block Quotes About Love

My mother says that pain is hidden in everyone you see. She says try to imagine it like big bunches of flowers that everyone is carrying around with them. Think of your pain like a big bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one. — Francesca Lia Block

...It felt like they were telling each other secrets. Everything they said felt like that—whispered, tender, full of other meanings, like when you tell someone a dream or talk about your astrological signs as code for all the things you love about each other. — Francesca Lia Block

I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands. — Francesca Lia Block

I believe we recover from loss by facing the loss, grieving, going deep inside ourselves (hopefully with a guide) and re-emerging to live and love again. — Francesca Lia Block

You asked me who I thought I was before. I said maybe I was a fish because I love water and you said, you thought a mermaid, maybe. If you were a mermaid, you said, if you were a mermaid, I was the sea. — Francesca Lia Block

Write with abandon and no constraints for first draft. Cut brutally and save in separate files on second draft. Add conflict; don't be afraid to make your characters suffer. Read what you love. Write what you love. Love. — Francesca Lia Block

I saw my own blood and I thought, how could I live in a world where this exists- where love can become death? — Francesca Lia Block

Any love that is love is right. — Francesca Lia Block

Maybe any love we ever have is an angel in whatever form. — Francesca Lia Block

It seems impossible that you can love one person so much, no matter what happens, no matter what they do. — Francesca Lia Block

Francesca Lia Block Quotes About Life

You're meant to have whatever your heart desires. Whatever your heart wants that much is already a part of you. — Francesca Lia Block

War is being reminded that you are completely at the mercy of death at every moment, without the illusion that you are not. Without the distractions that make life worth living. — Francesca Lia Block

The girl in the mirror wasn't who I wanted to be and her life wasn't the one I wanted to have. — Francesca Lia Block

I wish I wasn’t a girl who needed so much but a little free creature that slept in deserts and ran on clouds and lived on lilies. — Francesca Lia Block

This was not a fearie tale. This was not the movies. This was life. It hurt more. It was excruciating. It was excruciatingly beautiful. — Francesca Lia Block

You have to make your own family, your own life. — Francesca Lia Block

Francesca Lia Block Quotes About Magical

You were just a boy on a bed in a room, like a kaleidoscope is a tube full of bits of broken glass. But the way I saw you was pieces refracting the light, shifting into an infinite universe of flowers and rainbows and insects and planets, magical dividing cells, pictures no one else knew. — Francesca Lia Block

Metaphors are an interesting example of creating magic in prose. — Francesca Lia Block

Writing is literally transformative. When we read, we are changed. When we write, we are changed. It's neurological. To me, this is a kind of magic. — Francesca Lia Block

I was staring to learn how to forget the things that made me sad. It was like a charm you followed step-by-step, collecting and blending the ingredients, placing everything in its proper place, reciting the incantation. It was the magic of forgetting. — Francesca Lia Block

No matter how bad things get, you can always see the beauty in them. The worse things get, the more you have to make yourself see the magic in order to survive. — Francesca Lia Block

Francesca Lia Block Quotes About Weetzie

Weetzie wished she could shake blue glitter around all of them - keeping them sparkling and safe. — Francesca Lia Block

I dont know about happily ever after... but I know about happily, Weetzie Bat thought. — Francesca Lia Block

Everything was fine, but Weetzie wanted a baby. “How could you want one?” My Secret Agent Lover Man said. “There are way too many babies. And diseases. And nuclear accidents. And crazy psychos. We cant have a baby,” he said. — Francesca Lia Block

Francesca Lia Block Famous Quotes And Sayings

She wished she had a little yellow house of her own, with a flower box full of real flowers and herbs – pansies and rosemary – and a sweet lover who would swing dance with her in the evenings and cook pasta and read poetry aloud. — Francesca Lia Block

Wish on everything. Pink cars are good, especially old ones. And stars of course, first stars and shooting stars. Planes will do if they are the first light in the sky and look like stars. Wish in tunnels, holding your breath and lifting your feet off the ground. Birthday candles. Baby teeth. — Francesca Lia Block

Here you go on this long long dream. Don't even try to wake up. Just let it go on until it is over. You will learn many things. Just relax and observe because there is pain and that's it mostly and you aren't going to be able to escape no matter what. Eventually it will all be over anyway. Good luck. — Francesca Lia Block

He said that black sheeps express everyone else's anger and pain. It's not that they have all the anger and pain-they're just the only ones who let it out. Then the other people don't have to. — Francesca Lia Block

I will not eat cakes or cookies or food. I will be thin, thin, pure. I will be pure and empty. Weight dropping off. Ninety-nine... ninety-five... ninety-two... ninety. Just one more to eighty-nine. Where does it go? Where in the universe does it go? — Francesca Lia Block

You are my Marilyn. You are my lake full of fishes. You are my sky set, my 'Hollywood in Miniature,' my pink Cadillac, my highway, my martini, the stage for my heart to rock and roll on, the screen where my movies light up. — Francesca Lia Block

I dreamed you were standing in this dark place and you touched these dead flowers and they lit up like they were electric or something. Electric lilies. Lighting up the Valley. — Francesca Lia Block

I wanted to die, then. I wanted to destroy the body I was trapped in, become what she was, no matter what it took. No matter how much mutilation or pain. But he looked away, at me. He pulled my face down and pressed my lips against his like he was almost trying to suffocate us both. — Francesca Lia Block

There’s nowhere to escape,” Dobey said, jamming his hands into his pockets and staring into the Valley. That’s not true, baby,” said Desiree. She took his hands and pulled him to her, wrapping her legs around his torso. She could feel the sobs in both of them, but quiet, silenced by the kiss. They could escape inside each other. — Francesca Lia Block

In order to have bliss you have to be able to accept all the parts of the other, all the wildness and the darkness. You have to be able to hold on. — Francesca Lia Block

She had changed him. The ice was in his eyes and in his heart, like he had predicted with that song, but now they were deep embedded there, all the pain of the world. Not pain to make you feel for somebody else but pain to make you stop feeling. — Francesca Lia Block

A kiss about apple pie a la mode with the vanilla creaminess melting in the pie heat. A kiss about chocolate, when you haven't eaten chocolate in a year. A kiss about palm trees speeding by, trailing pink clouds when you drive down the Strip sizzling with champagne. A kiss about spotlights fanning the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs. — Francesca Lia Block

Pulling heads off Barbies, sticking them on the TV antenna and ruining the reception. But thats how witch babies are. — Francesca Lia Block

I will be thin and pure like a glass cup. Empty. Pure as light. Music. I move my hands over my body - my shoulders, my collarbone, my rib cage, my hip bones like part of an animal skull, my small thighs. In the mirror my face is pale and my eyes look bruised. My hair is pale and thin and the light comes through. I could be a lot younger than seventeen. I could be a child still, untouched. — Francesca Lia Block

L.A. kills people.' Jacaranda said. 'You're lucky you're leaving. You'll be able to write.' She looked paler, going through another depression, smoking in bed in her lilac room. The walls were the color of her veins. She was getting too thin, even for the modeling. . .Jacaranda died last winter when the flowering trees were bare. You couldn't even tell which ones once cried the purple blossoms she named herself after. — Francesca Lia Block

We both believe in monsters. But all the ghosts and demons are you. And all the angels and genies are you. All the kings, queens, Buddhas, beautiful boys. Inside you. No one can take them away. (Missing Angel Juan.) — Francesca Lia Block

Each of us has a family tree full of stories inside of us, Dirk thought. Each of us has a story blossoming out of us. — Francesca Lia Block

But be careful; sand is already broken but glass breaks. The shoes are for dancing, not running away. — Francesca Lia Block

Beauty loved him more than anything, her Beast boy, but, secretly, sometimes, she wished he would have remained a Beast. — Francesca Lia Block

We got quiet. The garden was combing her hair and putting on earrings. The house was full of dancing creatures, not male and female but both, two lovers in one body. The books downstairs were reciting their poetry to each other, rubbing together, whispering through the leather covers. Wine was flowing through the water pipes. You had caught my leaping heart in your hand like a fish. — Francesca Lia Block

Love is the worst earthquake there is. Can crush you to the thickness of your bones. Love can be like cancer sometimes. Terminal. It can make you vomit. It can make you want to cut it out. It can take you over against your will. — Francesca Lia Block

Any alphabet book for children where 'P is for Patti' Smith and 'X is for the women whose names we don't know' is something I can recommend, especially when the book is as well written, representationa lly diverse and vividly illustrated as this one. — Francesca Lia Block

Our stories can set us free. When we set them free. — Francesca Lia Block

I'd sit around dreaming that the boys I saw at shows or at work - the boys with silver earrings and big boots - would tell me I was beautiful, take me home and feed me Thai food or omelets and undress me and make love to me all night with the palm trees whispering windsongs about a tortured gleaming city and the moonlight like flame melting our candle bodies. — Francesca Lia Block

Relieved because what I dreaded most in the whole world was going to happen and I wouldn’t have to live with it anymore—the fear. There is the relief of finally not being alone and the relief of being alone when no one can take anything away from you. Here she was, my beautiful fear. Shiny as crystal lace frost. — Francesca Lia Block

Everything is an illusion; that is the whole thing about it - illusion, immitation, a mirage. It makes me too sad. Its having like a good dream, you know you are going to wake up. — Francesca Lia Block

Pain didn't ever really stop, he thought; it just changed forms. — Francesca Lia Block

If Death is your father, you don't ever have to worry about what part of his body the disease will strike next. If Death is your lover, you don't have to be afraid that he will ever leave you. — Francesca Lia Block

We no longer believe in fairy tales. But we will learn to believe in monsters — Francesca Lia Block

i could see the veins through your skin like a map to inside you. how could skin be that thin? i was so afraid you might drop and break. i stopped breathing so you wouldn't. — Francesca Lia Block

It's scary to become a woman in this world. We have to understand that some of the messages we get, messages that we are not enough, are there to keep our power in check. We can't buy into these messages. — Francesca Lia Block

Flowers are reincarnation. They come out of the earth of our ashes. Nothing else looks so soul-like. — Francesca Lia Block

I think depression creates in me an urgent need to write, but I also believe that daily stress, and even the positive stress of intense happiness, can compel me to express myself through the written word. — Francesca Lia Block

I didn't tell him that what I was most scared of, most haunted by, was something I didn't understand and could never run away from. It was myself. — Francesca Lia Block

You are so intense. Like a storm. It's shocking how intense you are. — Francesca Lia Block

Stories are like genies...They can carry us into and though our sorrows. Sometimes they burn, sometimes they dance, sometimes they weep, sometimes they sing. Like genies, everyone has one. Like genies, sometimes we forget that we do. Our stories can set us free...When we set them free. — Francesca Lia Block

love is the only thing we have to save us — Francesca Lia Block

Think of your pain like a bunch of red roses, a beautiful thorn necklace. Everyone has one. — Francesca Lia Block

Tinys do not deserve safety. If they are to prove themselves, they must suffer and die or suffer and survive. — Francesca Lia Block

I am constantly thinking ahead to what I want to write about in the future, and when I'm done with one project, I give myself a little time and then start the next one. — Francesca Lia Block

Love can transform us. It can be a healing force or a disaster, a tidal wave, a tornado. It can burn and scar us or heal our scars. It can be the ghost that haunts us, or the best friend who reads our every thought. Love may arrive like an angel of mercy, a fairy with raven wings or a hairy beast that will tear us apart limb from limb, kill and savor us down to the bones. — Francesca Lia Block

I stand here waiting. To disappear or sing. — Francesca Lia Block

The wishes might not come true the way you think they will, not everything will be perfect, but love will come because it always does, because why else would it exist and it will make everything hurt a little less. You just have to believe in yourself. — Francesca Lia Block

It was like when we were little kids and we played games on the ivy-covered hillside in the backyard. We were warriors and wizards and angels and high elves and that was our reality. If someone said, Isn’t it cute, look at them playing, we would have smiled back, humoring them, but it wasn’t playing. It was transformation. It was our own world. Our own rules. — Francesca Lia Block

When you live in a city with no stars to wish on, you have to wish on each other. — Francesca Lia Block

You can't doubt so much, Psyche — Francesca Lia Block

Pain can give you sight or make you blind. — Francesca Lia Block

I wrote poetry from the time I could write. That was the only way I could begin to express who I was but the poems didn't make sense to my teachers. They didn't rhyme. They were about the wind sounds, the planets' motions, never about who I was or how I felt. I didn't think I felt anything. I was this mind more than a body or a heart. My mind photographing the stars, hearing the wind. — Francesca Lia Block

Writing is very cathartic for me. As a teacher, I hear many students say that writing can be painful and exhausting. It can be, but ultimately I believe that if you push through, the process is healing and exhilarating. — Francesca Lia Block

I pounded through the houses, staggering down the hallways, falling down the steps. It was a hot streaky dawn full of insecticides, exhaust, flowers that could make you sick or fall in love. My battered Impala was still parked there on the side of the road and I wanted to lie down on the shredded seats and sleep and sleep. But I thought of the bones; I could hear them singing. They needed me to write their song. — Francesca Lia Block

If death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you — Francesca Lia Block

My mother said, "kiss him, darling, it's easy so natural" and I thought to myself, not with lips of stone, dear mother, not with lips of stone — Francesca Lia Block

Sometimes she wore Levi's with white-suede fringe sewn down the legs and a feathered Indian headdress, sometimes old fifties' taffeta dresses covered with poetry written in glitter, or dresses made of kids' sheets printed with pink piglets or Disney characters. — Francesca Lia Block

My heart is a teacup with hairline cracks. I feel like I have to walk real carefully so it won't get shaken and just all shatter and break. — Francesca Lia Block

You always fed strays and bent down to talk to the dogs you met on the street, looking straight into their eyes as if they were old friends. (Maybe they are, you said. From another life.) You liked to go to the pound and look at them. You tried to send them messages of comfort. I couldn’t go because I started crying the one time I tried. All those eyes and the barks like sobs. — Francesca Lia Block

I wanted him to hold me, to take care of me. To make the pain dissolve away. I know that this was part of what had ruined everything but I wanted it once more anyway. — Francesca Lia Block

When they first kiss, there on the beach, they will kneel at the edge of the Pacific and say a prayer of thanks, sending all the stories of love inside them out in a fleet of bottles all across the oceans of the world. — Francesca Lia Block

She was no longer a slow dreamer watching the flowers grow. She was a warrior now. Warriors need something to fight for though, beside their lives, because otherwise their lives will not be worth it. — Francesca Lia Block

His own voice was older than he was. Ancient, unearthed from some mystical subterranean place...The voice seemed to make his whole body ache. Maybe it made him bleed inside. I wondered if it hurt, if it burned in his throat. — Francesca Lia Block

Maybe i would become a mermaid... i would live in the swirling blue-green currents, doing exotic underwater dances for the fish, kissed by sea anemones, caressed by seaweed shawls. I would have a doliphin friend. He would have merry eyes and thick flesh of a god. My fingernails would be tiny shells and my skin would be like jade with light shining through it I would never have to come back up — Francesca Lia Block

If you want to find the trail, if you want to find yourself, you must explore your dreams alone. You must grow at a slow pace in a dark cocoon of loneliness so you can fly like wind, like wings, when you awaken. — Francesca Lia Block

He said, You're so tiny, like a doll, you look like you might break. I wanted him to break me. Part of me did. — Francesca Lia Block

What happens to the rest of something when you smash its heart? — Francesca Lia Block

It's not that I literally think I'm a fearie. It's just that I feel so different from most people. And this idea of a race living underground in caverns, spending all their days dancing and playing the fiddle and eating flowers and reciting poetry and sharing their dreams, that to me sounds much more real than the way people live in this world, hating and fighting and wanting and hurting. — Francesca Lia Block

She pushed the gardener away and called for them. In her sleep she had seen love. It was poisoning. It was possessing. Devouring. Or it was seven pairs of boots climbing up the stairs to find her. — Francesca Lia Block

It was always a relief when she came home to him. Like water or food. Like music or that moment when you cut yourself with a knife and squeeze the skin and no blood oozes out. — Francesca Lia Block

Choose to believe in your own myth your own glamour your own spell a young woman who does this (even if she is just pretending) has everything. — Francesca Lia Block

Welcome Beauty, banish fear. — Francesca Lia Block

Let's not be afraid of anything that can't really hurt us. — Francesca Lia Block

He was so handsome,but he didn't look well.He reminded her of a cigarette. — Francesca Lia Block

I think that poetry is perfect for women raising children, with just bits of time and such need to connect to other women out of the isolation of motherhood. — Francesca Lia Block

I dreamed of being a part of the stories—even terrifying one, even horror stories—because at least the girls in stories were alive before they died. — Francesca Lia Block

Life Lessons by Francesca Lia Block

1. Francesca Lia Block's work emphasizes the importance of embracing one's unique identity and celebrating the beauty of being different.
2. Her stories often explore themes of love, loss, and the power of storytelling to heal and bring people together.
3. Through her work, Block encourages readers to find courage and strength in the face of adversity and to remain true to themselves.