“Too much work, I guess, to figure out each person as a whole instead of parts of this and parts of that.”
Suzanne Palmieri“Father and Ivy used to go off on their excursions, never knowing that I was relieved when they were gone. That I'd wear my nightgowns all day and read from dawn till dusk.”
Suzanne Palmieri, Empire Girls“Trees down south have a difference to them, a subtle, slinking movement, mile by mile- a gracefulness, a swagger. Lanky trees stretching out their wiry thin, Spanish moss-covered branches, moss that sways and beckons ... come here, come here, it says.”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Belladonna Bay“I don't pay no mind to rules. Seems to me, rules are things made up by scared people too afraid to die, so they can't live. Or too lazy to make their own decisions. Rules are for breakin', as far as I'm concerned.”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Belladonna Bay“Love should never be a secret and it should never, ever be forgotten.”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy“The only problem is the heart is quiet. It takes a very special kind of person to hear what the heart says. Most can't hear it at all and they have to guess. There are a lot of people walking around just guessing.”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy“Do you love her?' she asked him.'Always have,' he said.'Then why in the world would you leave her alone?”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Little Italy“Too much work, I guess, to figure out each person as a whole instead of parts of this and parts of that.”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Belladonna Bay“There's a great deal of power in pretending.”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Belladonna Bay“Pain is like a map, I guess. But I found my shortcut on my "map of the heart." Shortcuts always take longer, don't they?”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Belladonna Bay“I'm like the moon," he started, "the hidden side of the moon. Not seen because it don't want to be seen. Everyone knows ther's is shadow there, but no one looks. It's like that with me, Byrd. I'm part illuminated, part in shadow-and that part that shines is all you ever wanted to see. But it kept getting smaller, and now it's dark. I'm a new moon now, Byrd. All there is, is shadow. Can you still see me? Do you still love me?”
Suzanne Palmieri, The Witch of Belladonna Bay