Top 15 The Virgin Suicides Quotes

So much has been written about the girls in the newspapers, so much has been said over back-yard fences, or related over the years in psychiatrists’ offices, that we are certain only of the insufficiency of explanations.

Vince Fusilli held up his lighter… It was the best we could do for an eternal flame.

You don’t understand me… I’m a teenager. I’ve got problems!

The room’s changes- water bugs adhering to walls, one bobbing dead mouse- only heightened what hadn’t changed

Cecilia’s party had never been cleaned up. The paper tablecloth, spotted with mice droppings… A brownish scum of punch… sprinkled with flies… A profusion of withered balloons hung from the ceiling… The domino game still called for a three or a seven.

The blue slate roof… visibly darkened. The yellow bricks turned brown… There were other signs of creeping desolation. The illuminated doorbell went out. The bird feeder fell in the back yard and was left on the ground… Mrs Higbie insisted that Mr Lisbon, using a long pole, had closed the outside shutters.

We asked Father Moody whether he had discussed Cecilia’s death or the girls’ grief, but he said he hadn’t.

“Obviously, Doctor… you’ve never been a thirteen-year-old girl."

We had never known them. They had brought us here to find that out.

They knew everything about us though we couldn’t fathom them at all.

None of my daughters lacked for any love. We had plenty of love in our house.

We realized that our fathers, brothers and uncles had been lying, and that .no one was ever going to love us for our good grades.

We realised that the version of the world they had rendered for us was not the world they really believed in, and that for all their caretaking and bitching about crabgrass, they didn't give a damn about lawns.

The girls were right in choosing to love Trip, because he was the only boy who could keep his mouth shut.

A series of dissolves, their house, street, city, country, and finally planet, which not only dwarfs but obliterates them.