Lindsay Currie > Quotes

“Speaking up for people who don’t have a voice is important...It's the right thing to do, even if it's hard.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Life doesn't always give us the choices we want. All we can do is make the best of things.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“love Ms. Mancini. She’s the only teacher I have who wouldn’t shame a student for falling asleep in class. I think she remembers what it was like to be in seventh grade and that’s what makes her so good at her job.”
― Lindsay Currie, Scritch Scratch

“Today is October first. It barged in on a gust of chilly air with red and orange leaves on its heels. Morning fog settled over our narrow streets like a cold, wet blanket, and everyone—and I mean everyone—is already wearing their chunkiest sweaters. For most people I know, October isn’t just the end of T-shirts and flip-flops; it’s the beginning of the best month of the year. Halloween month.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“She slowly raises her hand as if to point at me again. I cringe and hold my breath. Instead of pointing, though, her bony fingers come together in one… final… snap.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“We’ll take a picture and then look at it later to see if anything has changed—like the holes in my other photo!”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“I know what happened yesterday. I was watching you because it happened to me too.” The wind is knocked out of me. “H-how?” “Not here,” he whispers, his eyes darting around. “After the parade. My house. We can talk about it then.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Molly was never talking about her brother and his boat. She was talking about this town. The way they act.” “Eastport’s course,” Joshua whispers. “Her brother died tragically. And now this entire town celebrates it. They reenact it.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“What if this belonged to Liam,” Joshua muses. Bri reaches out to take it in her hands. Her mouth is gaping open in an O shape. “Omagosh. The compass he lost before his ship left the dock!”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“I’m sorry, Molly,” I say into the microphone. “I’m sorry that no one listened to you. I’m sorry that Liam died. And I’m sorry about all this—” Spreading my hands out over the crowd, I shake my head somberly. “You don’t deserve this. Neither did he.” Shrugging my bag off, I dig in it until I find the compass then lift it into the air. “Liam Marshall was a hero. I won’t let anyone forget that from now on. I promise.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” Never thought I’d still be thinking about that quote months later, but here I am. Joshua is begging his mother to listen to him, just like Molly begged this town to listen to her. They’re making the exact same mistakes they made two hundred years ago when they ignored her and sent Liam out to sea in a storm.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Stop,” Dad laughs. “Everything will be fine here. What I’m worried about are those dark circles under your eyes, kiddo. I think you need a day off, okay?”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“I run a finger over the cold metal of my camera, telling myself that no matter what happens, I stood up for Molly. Deep down, I think I might’ve agreed to this plan even if she wasn’t threatening us. Speaking up for people who don’t have a voice is important… It’s the right thing to do, even if it’s hard. And this is definitely going to be hard.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“She targeted him after he moved here. Joshua even said so himself. Then his mother was elected to the council and started planning events—events that just made Molly’s problems worse. So, she looked for someone else. That someone else ended up being me.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“I had that feeling too, remember? The calm before the storm feeling? I didn’t know a real storm was coming but—” “But we’ve been connected since the beginning, so this makes sense,” I finish for him. “Our dreams. Our sleepwalking. And now this.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“She’s beckoning to me. A tattered white dress clings to her mottled skin, occasionally billowing out in the breeze. I stare open-mouthed at the old woman. Her skeletal finger is crooked, urging me forward. When she realizes I’m not coming to her, her eyes darken. Turning to run away, I realize I’m at the bottom of the rocks by the lighthouse. I try to climb up them, but they tear at my palms and bare feet. I can’t move. I can hardly breathe. All that’s left is the sensation that I’m doomed. That we’re all doomed.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Stay…the,” he pauses, squinting harder. “Course? Stay the course?” “Another clue with the word course in it.” I take the compass from his hand and run my index finger over the inscription. I imagine someone giving this to Liam, having that engraved on the compass and believing this little scrap of metal would keep him safe. It’s so sad that it couldn’t.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“You’ve heard of the calm before the storm, right? Well, I had a night with no bad dreams, and I told Mallory maybe that’s what that was. Then the very next day, she had a nightmare about a terrible storm.” Joshua looks at me nervously. “If Mallory’s dream was a foreshadowing of what will happen during the anniversary celebration, then maybe all of these smaller storms are… I don’t know…the lead-up?”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“When I look back down at my photos, she’s there. Standing on the rocks in the picture is the old woman. The woman from my nightmares. I let my eyes flutter closed and try to force her out of my head. It doesn’t work. She clings to my mind like a nasty weed, her mottled green fingers reaching for me even when I try to block them out. White eyes. Wrinkled skin. Worn rags over jutting bones.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“No, I was going to say that Mrs. James saw you at the harbor digging around in the sand and was worried about you. Said you didn’t seem yourself.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Molly answers confidently.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“The truth is the only thing that will fix all of this. You said that. Do you remember?”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“At first, I think it’s part of the act. Maybe this is the surprise the check-in woman mentioned. Then I notice the dark veins snaking across Sarah’s throat. They bubble to the surface of her pale skin, spreading until they’ve overtaken her cheeks. Her eyes glaze over, slowly changing from their normal deep brown to white.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Joshua’s forehead is so wrinkled up he looks like my aunt’s shar-pei. “You mean play along.” “Yes! You and Bri will pretend to do everything they want, but on the day of the actual performance, you won’t follow their script. You’ll follow ours.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“When the lightning flashes a second time, Molly is gone. I flatten both palms against the cold window and sweep my gaze over every section of the harbor. She’s not by the bait shop. Not by the rocks. She’s not anywhere. Where is she? I turn away from the window, freezing as a scraping sound starts up at the door. My mouth goes dry. No. It can’t be. I hold my breath and listen hard.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“As the ribbon falls away, so do my fears. My frustrations. My resentment. All the bad feelings about being moved to this tiny town on the edge of the ocean are gone, replaced with a sense of belonging.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“After Molly snapped her fingers at the harbor six months ago, she vanished. Nothing was left but waves, rocks, and a lighthouse that looks a lot less spooky than it used to.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Now? They’re pretty much every night. All night. Sometimes they’re so vivid that it takes me hours to convince myself it wasn’t real. That I’m safe. No wonder the skin under my eyes is always puffy and my friends keep asking if I’m okay.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“A year and a half later, and I’m finally realizing the truth: the only thing that’s cursed here in Eastport is me.”
― Lindsay Currie, The Girl in White

“Hey, I know what would totally cheer up this day,” Emily says, a conspiratorial smile on her face. If you vanished? I think to myself, then immediately feel bad. Girls should be nice to other girls. Lift them up instead of tearing them down, as Mom would say. Besides, Emily hasn’t done anything wrong, really.”
― Lindsay Currie, Scritch Scratch