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October 24 - October 26, 2025
Housewife (n)—a light, worthless woman or girl —Oxford English Dictionary, compact edition, 1971
Sometimes she craved a little danger. And that was why she had book club.
“A reader lives many lives,” James Harris said. “The person who doesn’t read lives but one. But if you’re happy just doing what you’re told and reading what other people think you should read, then don’t let me stop you. I just find it sad.”
“It takes a long time to do it the old-fashioned way, but anything worth doing is worth doing well.”
“We want the people we know to be who we think they are, and to stay how we know them.
“But we’re a book club, not the police. What are we supposed to do?”
They burn in Hell and they can’t go into the cool, healing waters of the River Jordan until they let go of this world. Miss Mary suffers the torments of Hell because she wants to warn you. She burns because she loves her grandchildren.”
“What are we supposed to do? Read him to death? Use strong language?
“I’ve had three children…And some man who’s never felt…his baby crown is stronger than me? Is tougher than me?
He thinks we’re what we look like on the outside: nice Southern ladies. Let me tell you something…there’s nothing nice about Southern ladies.”
“It’s not…about that,” Slick said, eyes blazing. “It’s not about…our husbands or anyone else…it’s about us. It’s about whether…we can go the distance. That’s what matters…not our money, or our looks, or our husbands…Can we go the distance?”
“You’re going to book club me to death? Not invite me to your next meeting?”
“If ifs and buts were candy and nuts it would be Christmas every day,”
