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THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO ALL THE WOMEN WHO’VE EVER BEEN TOLD THAT THEY’RE TOO MUCH. Maybe you’re too loud, too crass, too open, too bawdy. You overshare too often, say too many bad words, you’re too weird, or too emotional. To the women who, in their quiet moments, still think back on their social interactions and wonder if they really are too much, if they should feel embarrassed, or ashamed. You are fucking incredible. You are my people. Don’t you dare dilute yourselves to make yourselves more palatable. You are all heart and fire.
You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it. —ROBIN WILLIAMS
He’s not my rock, he’s my hammock. He holds and cocoons me in the shade on a summer day.
All my life I’ve wanted to be somebody, but I see now I should have been more specific. —LILY TOMLIN
Sushi arrives, and it’s not until halfway through the meal that I notice him using his fork to eat instead of the chopsticks. It’s also when I notice that he uses that fork with his opposite hand, so he can keep hold of mine with the other. It’s the best lunch of my life.
I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone. It’s not. The worst thing in life is ending up with people who make you feel all alone. —BOBCAT GOLDTHWAIT
It’s a helluva start, being able to recognize what makes you happy. —LUCILLE BALL