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
hate love-is fiction
I'm in love. And I like how that feels. And I hate how that feels. Because love is an invention of fiction writers.
winter love-is fever
Clear. Cold. Empty. Like how I feel right now. Love is strange. One minute you’re jungle fever. The next you’re Artic winter.
hurt falling-in-love doors
Falling in love with someone is the surest highway to hurt that I know. When the door to love opens, the window to control closes.
blessed people finding-love
Some people never find love at all, count yourself blessed if it ever happens your way
forever forever-love want
Would I ever find forever love? Do I really want to, when forever was a word without meaning?
children love-is
Love is for children and dimwads.
morning real love-is
But hey, I'm not exactly sold on the idea that love is, in fact, real. Will it find me one day, overtake me, infiltrate my life like sunlight snakes through the cold of morning? Can love thaw me? will it ever?
mean being-in-love oxygen
Being In Love Means hard questions. Will I? Won't I? Should I? Could I? Yes? No? You? Me? There is no me without you. Is there a you without me? And if were truly one. how will I breathe when circomstance pries us apart? You are my oxygen. my substance, the blood inside my veins. When we touch, you are my skin. hold all my joy inside of you. When you go, I wither.
love-you butterfly i-get-butterflies
I love you so much when i see you i get butterflies
love-you risk priests
My priest tells me i should not date a mormon but im just too in love with you that i'm willing to take risks
love hurt want
When you love someone, you don't want to hurt them, even if they deserve to be hurt. When you love someone, you want to hurt them, even when they don't deserve to be hurt.
love-you hands brave
Face red, but brave in spite of it, Ethan offered an even smaller box. My hands shook as i opened it. Set in a gold promise ring, three small diamonds glittered. One for you, one for me, one for us, he said sweetly. I love you.
love-you people
Your life doesn't belong to you, it belongs to the people that love you
phrases care how-to-love
I still care for you, you know.. That phrase again. Everyone cares for me. They just don't know how to love me.