"Little Fires Everywhere" Quotes
The quiet suburb of Shaker Heights is rocked by the intertwined lives of two families and the secrets that threaten to consume them.
fiction | 368 pages | Published in NaN
Quotes
To a parent, your child wasn't just a person: your child was a place, a kind of Narnia, a vast eternal place where the present you were living and the past you remembered and the future you longed for all existed at once.
Sometimes you need to scorch everything to the ground and start over. After the burning the soil is richer, and new things can grow. People are like that, too.
Rules existed for a reason: if you followed them, you would succeed; if you didn't, you might burn the world to the ground.
Anger was a fire that burned inside without making anything warmer.
It came, over and over, down to this: What made someone a mother? Was it biology alone, or was it love?
The problem with rules, he reflected, was that they implied a right way and a wrong way to do things. When, in fact, most of the time there were simply ways, none of them quite wrong or quite right, and nothing to tell you for sure which side of the line you stood on.
Bebe had felt her love for her daughter like a fire in her chest, a flame that could not be doused or contained.
The firemen said there were little fires everywhere, multiple points of origin. Possible use of accelerant. Not an accident.
To Shaker Heights, the Richardsons were a model family. They were a picture of success and happiness.
The problem with this house, Mia thought, is that it was so perfect, so painstakingly designed to be impressive that it was oppressive.





