Top 30 Amanda Knox Quotes

All wrongfully convicted people are portrayed as monsters. But there’s a special kind of monster that is a woman.

I was not aware of a ton of the stuff that was being said about me out in the world since I wasn’t able to get British or American headlines from my prison cell in Perugia. But I was aware that in the courtroom, I was being called a succubus, a man-eater, ‘Foxy Knoxy.’

The best thing #MeToo did was say women’s experiences matter. You can’t blame us for what happens to us anymore.

I always carry a book with me to read on the bus, and I tend to arrive everywhere early.

It’s almost like living a double life where I’m in a limbo space where Amanda Knox, a real person, exists, ‘Foxy Knoxy,’ an idea of a person, exists, and I’m constantly having to juggle how someone is interacting with me based upon that two-dimensional person of me that has been in the public’s imagination for so long.

Now I have normal-person fears – fears of failure, of not being smart enough or strong enough or kind enough.

I had to grow up in prison for something I did not do.

There are those who believe in my innocence and those who believe in my guilt. There is no in-between.

I’ve gained a seriousness that has to do with a certain perspective, a gratitude for being able to see the importance of things. And that lends itself a gravity to everything. And that is something that I sort of carry as a weight but a good weight inside of me.

I am a marked person, and no one who’s unmarked is going to understand that. It’s very intimidating. I don’t even know what my place is anymore. What’s my role in society? Who am I, after everybody has branded me?

Even if Trump means well, his schemes tend to be blunt, selfish, and short-sighted rather than nuanced, empathetic, and thought through.

I know I may appear spacey, but that’s how I am.

Everyone deals with tragedy in his own way.

I don’t want to get married for the sake of getting married. My hope is that I have a partner with whom I can continue to take on the world.

Before Italy, I had a happy life.

I know that Perugia is probably the least-welcome place for me in the entire world.

I think that there was a lot of fantasy projected onto me, and that resulted in a reappropriation and re-characterization of who I am.

I’m working on getting tougher with self-defence classes.

If I’m guilty, I’m the ultimate figure to fear, because I’m not the obvious one. But, on the other hand, if I’m innocent, it means that everyone is vulnerable, and that is everyone’s nightmare. Either I’m a psychopath in sheep’s clothing, or I am you.

I would prefer to be famous for something I did or built or achieved.

The only thing I can do is continue to defend myself.

You can always do something that can make you feel good about your life despite what you’re going through.

The only thing I rely on is caffeine.

I would like to be re-considered as a person.

People can take, take, take from you. There are people whose profession is to do that. It’s entertainment at the cost of human lives.

I have a few close friends with whom I can practice speaking Italian, but I mostly maintain fluency through reading.

I’m definitely not going back to Italy willingly. They’ll have to catch me and pull me back kicking and screaming into a prison that I don’t deserve to be in.

Our long history of exploiting women’s bodies and suppressing their voices had a direct impact on my case and other women’s lives.

I have a great amount of respect for life, and I always think that no matter how bad situations get, you can always make something out of it.

I didn’t confess. I was interrogated. They acted like my answers were wrong. They told me I was wrong, that I didn’t remember correctly, that I had to remember correctly. And if I didn’t, I would never see my family.