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And if you married a prince, sure, you got nice jewelry, but you never got to have your own life again. No thanks. I’d much rather rescue myself.
Yes, I wanted love and passion and excitement. But the idea of being my own person—of doing what I wanted when I wanted and bossing everyone else around—was intoxicating.
A summer of torture was better than a lifetime of mediocre marriage.
Mothers should live forever.
“I like to think I’m a polymath when it comes to destruction.”
This wasn’t a tentative first kiss like Daniel’s. This was a man who knew what he wanted and intended to make sure I was aware that what he wanted was me.
“Oh, Ada,” I said. “You’re far too cantankerous to die. You’ll make it to a hundred and thirty for sure, and then you can tell me yourself.”
And I didn’t understand how these men could claim to be attracted to the fact that I was free, then try to cage me.
Because while I appreciate the life experience, I honestly wish I had never set eyes on you.
“Always say yes to new things,” Ada said. “It’s the only way you’ll be able to write about life—if you actually go out and live it.”
“Because love alone won’t always make a good marriage.”
You’re like a tiger. You might destroy me. And I kind of think that might be worth it.”
He might have said he liked me because I was wild, but the reality was he still wanted to put me in a cage.
The world loves to destroy what it doesn’t understand.
If I could have crawled into her skin and become her, I would have. She was fierce and ferocious and feminine all at the same time.
But I was stronger for having known her.
She looked for what made people happy and helped them find more of that in another person.
