Snowleopard

“Beauty loved him more than anything, her Beast boy, but, secretly, sometimes, she wished he would have remained a Beast.”
― Francesca Lia Block, The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold

“I pounded through the houses, staggering down the hallways, falling down the steps. It was a hot streaky dawn full of insecticides, exhaust, flowers that could make you sick or fall in love. My battered Impala was still parked there on the side of the road and I wanted to lie down on the shredded seats and sleep and sleep.
But I thought of the bones; I could hear them singing. They needed me to write their song.”
― Francesca Lia Block, The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold

“I dreamed of being a part of the stories—even terrifying one, even horror stories—because at least the girls in stories were alive before they died.”
― Francesca Lia Block, The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold

“She was no longer a slow dreamer watching the flowers grow. She was a warrior now. Warriors need something to fight for though, beside their lives, because otherwise their lives will not be worth it.”
― Francesca Lia Block, The Rose and the Beast: Fairy Tales Retold