Ellen Hopkins
Ellen Hopkins
Ellen Louise Hopkinsis a novelist who has published several New York Times bestselling novels that are popular among the teenage and young adult audience...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth26 March 1955
CityLong Beach, CA
CountryUnited States of America
boys track sides
I fell for a boy from the wrong side of the tracks.
nice boys two
He did seem like a nice boy. Seeming and being are two different things.
saving
Would I drown saving him?
love-you kissing across-the-universe
The first time I kissed you. One kiss, and I was totally hooked. Addicted to you. I could never love anyone the way I love you. I'd follow you across the universe.
past shapes way
Whatever has happened in someone's past, the future is theirs to shape. The first step is to find a way out.
cry knows know-how
I'd like to cry now. Don't know how.
Love can complete you. It can also destroy you.
heart speechless
Words have power. The power to soothe. The power to skewer someone through the heart. The power to render someone speechless.
dream
The love of her life dissolved into dreams.
running wish needs
I wish I were worthy of his love. (Any love.)I should tell him to run. But I can't. I need him.
girl real believe
I told her about the man, not my daddy, she said, He was only making you into a real girl. I didn’t understand. But I made myself believe her. I was a real girl now. But what was I before?
fun nice eye
A whole big, giant world full of men. Men with blue eyes. Brown eyes. Green eyes. And indescribable shades in between. Tall men. Short men. Skinny men. Built men. And all combinations thereof. Nice men (so I've heard, but never really seen). Mean men. Decent men, indecent. And who knows which is the best kind to have, to hold, to love? I'd say, with so many men in the world, it would pay to sample a few. Scratch that. More than a few. Lots and lots. And then a few more. And maybe, after years of research, you might find one worth not throwing back. But hey, the fun is in the fishing.
forever i-can knows
I know I can't stay here forever
mean scare dying
But death doesn't scare me. To know exactly when I might expect it, up close and in my face, would actually be a comfort. Because to tell the truth, most of the time dying seems pretty much like my only means of escape.