Libba Bray Quotes

All I know is it destroyed my family, it destroyed my marriage to Sylvester and I will never get over it.

I don't know where we went wrong, but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back.

When my young men began the killing, my heart was hurt.

After I got over the terrible pain of having something of mine taken from me, I began to think how bad everybody else must be feeling. It wasn't a nice time.

I didn't want to get divorced, but at the point where your children are part of it, you have to do something. I would really love it not to have happened because it haunts you, it will never go away, and it is probably the biggest failure, and I have to live with that.

Most of me was glad when my mother died. She was a handful, but not in a cute, festive way. More in a life-threatening way, that had caused me a long time ago to give up all hope of ever feeling good about having had her as a mother.

There are things you're supposed to learn in life. My biggest regret was terminating a pregnancy when I was about 18. Every day, I think about who that baby would be now; it still makes me sad.

I don't know a single person who doesn't regret the things that they did to hurt their parents, or the things they didn't say to them.

There's definitely still a lot of hurt from losing my guys or the fact that I got out and I felt like it wasn't my time yet.

I think the deepest problem is between my parents and me. I just don't know if it will ever be the same.

My father and I are friends and my mother and I don't speak. It's a bummer. I miss her.

Writing about what happened to my brother and to my family was awful. It was hard to look back at how much suffering there was and at how certain bad situations were made worse by our decisions.

It just broke my heart, and I had to get away from it. I love them to death, but they know how bad it got. It's not their fault, but I couldn't do that any longer.

I certainly feel sad about the alienation from my son.

It's very hard when your child doesn't want to talk to you and you want to talk to them, and you want to touch them, you want to hold them.

I love my son, but I was never there for him, so I understand why he hates me.

There were just a lot of things that happened between my mother and I, and I thought it would be easier if I lived with my grandmother.

I've had - after my mom passed away - like a lot of resentment, a lot of things that just happened after I lost my mom.

YOU LET ME DROWN!” Owen said. “YOU DIDN’T DO ANYTHING! YOU JUST WATCHED ME DROWN! I’M ALREADY DEAD!” he told us. “REMEMBER THAT: YOU LET ME DIE.

God, I wish you could have been there.

Locked into loneliness were we two and looking at one another every evening we each saw the one we blamed for it.

That's how I became the damaged party boy who wandered through the wreckage, blood streaming from his nose, asking questions that never required answers. That's how I became the boy who never understood how anything worked. That's how I became the boy who wouldn't save a friend. That's how I became the boy who couldn't love the girl.

For a moment, staring down and realizing what I'd just done, I wanted to throw myself in after him, because surely there was no way I could go on living now.

Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.

And it was different because I'd already lost her so many times, so many ways, in my head. And different because she was never really mine to lose. And different because this wasn't my fault.