Alice Hoffman
Alice Hoffman
Alice Hoffmanis an American novelist and young-adult and children's writer, best known for her 1995 novel Practical Magic, which was adapted for a 1998 film of the same name. Many of her works fall into the genre of magic realism and contain elements of magic, irony, and non-standard romances and relationships...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth16 March 1952
CountryUnited States of America
mother cancer priorities
Cleaning up after themselves was a low priority for Margo and my mother. They had both recovered from cancer scares, failed marriages, and lost hope; in their opinion, dirt could wait.
lying block doors
Some things, however, are true no matter how hard you might try to block them out, and a lie is always a lie, no matter how prettily told. Some doors, once they're opened, can never be closed again, just as some trust, once it's been lost, can never be won back.
mean forever lucky
Feel lucky for what you have when you have it. Isn't that the point? Happily ever after doesn't mean happy forever.
night men shopping
You build your world around someone, and then what happens when he disappears? Where do you go-into pieces, into atoms, into the arms of another man? You go shopping, you cook dinner, you work odd hours, you make love to someone else on June nights. But you're not really there.
daughter children secret
Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity.
ocean fall eye
He stepped off the pavement like a man jumping off a bridge, as calm as a swimmer with an ocean out below. Lucy had known what he was going to do the instant their eyes met. She'd know what he intended because she would have done the very same thing if she'd had his courage. Nothing was going to break his fall.
evil arguing ridiculous
You can't dispute the ridiculous. You can't argue reasonably with evil.
worthy proving-yourself prove
You are only worthy of what you prove yourself to be.
voice
You have to choose the voice you are going to trust. You can't listen to everyone.
dream lying down-and
I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for.
heart fate rivers
I thought that love was a river, endless and deep. I thought it merely happened, washing over you like water. It was nothing to search for, nothing to force. I didn't understand that even when we can't control our fate, we alone have the last say in matters of the heart. We can give it freely, even in the worst of times, even when it isn't returned.
way invisible wanted
That was the way love was, invisible, there whether or not you wanted to see it or admit to it.
sweet blue evening
The evening had turned sweet and blue.
cutting blood tongue
Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.