The Lady's Guide to Celestial Mechanics (Feminine Pursuits, #1)

by Olivia Waite

“Art is only art because people call it so. Art is an illusion: a reflection of something, meant to communicate a thought or a feeling or the sense of a scene.

The point of fashion is not for the gentlemen: they call it trivial because they cannot bear the thought of women having a whole silent language between themselves.

You could never sit back and let the official pieces of paper do the work for you, oh no: you had to choose the other person over and over again, every time. What’s worse, you had to trust them to choose you. It was horribly frightening—as though you started every day by reminding your heart to keep beating.

Hadn’t she survived much more harrowing things than one conversation where somebody might say no?

She ought to have paid more attention to her own self before now. She ought to have allowed herself to want things.

It would be acceptable, if not ideal. It would hurt, but less so as time went on.

Love to see growth that still has a long way to go