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“Self-pity is wasted emotion. It merely prolongs whatever trauma you suffered by keeping it alive in your head. Dude, you survived it. Move on.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Burned

“Guilt is for losers. Guilt is for folks who have stupid things like regrets. I contemplate the notion that maybe regrets are a process of accumulation of time, as unavoidable as a closet full of clothes and more bags of them in the attic. Is accumulated baggage what makes people get old? If so, they need to clean out their fecking attics, send the stuff to consignment shops and remember how to walk around naked like kids, little bellies sticking out, always ready for a good laugh.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Iced

“Gah, I’m what-iffing! I don’t what-if! What-iffing is for grownups. They what-if themselves right into doing nothing, and die without ever living.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Iced

“Hi Lisa, can I help you?” I ask, trying not to convey the annoyance that she’s here while trying to make it clear that I’m busy. It’s not easy to do, and I feel my face moving from eyebrows raised to furrowed brow, back to eyebrows raised as my face fights expressions. I probably look like I’m having a seizure.”
― Becky Monson, Thirty-Four Going on Bride

“It’s then that it truly sets in how awkward this situation is. I’m holding hands with my best friend while her George Clooney look-alike doctor gets ready to attempt to impregnate her. I mean, if this takes, what do you tell your kid? I got pregnant with you by the doctor while your aunty Julia was holding my hand because your dad couldn’t make it in time. This is so not normal.”
― Becky Monson, Thirty-Four Going on Bride

“The suite is so big that there are two bedrooms, a master suite and a smaller room, both with full bathrooms. Jared takes the smaller room to get ready because, clearly, he loves me.”
― Becky Monson, Thirty-Four Going on Bride

“Don’t rub it in, Julia.” “I’m not. I’m confused. I mean, look at me,” I point to myself, “And look at you,” I point to her. She’s a flawless goddess in a skin-tight cocktail dress, and I’m all homeless junkie in a robe and headscarf.”
― Becky Monson, Thirty-Four Going on Bride

“There are a few absolute no-brainer rules in my world. Real close to the top of this list is: if an Unseelie prince runs from it, I’m going to run from it, too. I’m not even going to ask any questions. I’m just going to vamoose with all my might.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Iced

“This is exactly why I hate lies. The second you tell one, you know something everybody else doesn’t know and you have to constantly keep reminding yourself to behave like you don’t know it, so they don’t decide you’re acting weird and figure out you know something they don’t. If they do, they’ll back you against a wall and demand to know why you’re acting weird and you’ll say something stupid and they’ll use it to trip you up with. Then everything comes spilling out and you’re in ten kinds of trouble! It’s so much easier not to tell any lies to begin with.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Iced

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment. ”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once. ”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

“A blank piece of paper is God's way of telling us how hard it is to be God.”
― Sidney Sheldon

“So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. It also won’t do in your essays.”
― N.H. Kleinbaum, Dead Poets Society

“I have a black sense of humor. You try living my life, see what color yours turns.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it's those hours that make us what we are.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Faefever

“Was he a good kisser, Ms. Lane?” Barrons asked, watching me carefully.
I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand at the memory. “It was like being owned.”
Some women like that.”
Not me.”
Perhaps it depends on the man doing the owning.”
I doubt it. I couldn’t breathe with him kissing me.”
One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.”
Right, and one day my prince might come.”
I doubt he’ll be a prince, Ms. Lane. Men rarely are.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?"
I do.
Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“He's trying not to laugh. I tell him I would have doomed mankind for him, and he's trying not to laugh.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“I wish that people realized how this felt every day. Why does it take a life ending to learn how to cherish each day? Why must we wait until we run out of time to start to accomplish all that we dreamed, when once we had all the time in the world? Why don’t we look at the person we love the most like it’s the last time we will ever see them? Because if we did, life would be so vibrant. Life would be so truly and completely lived.”
― Tillie Cole, A Thousand Boy Kisses

“I have come to understand that death, for the sick, is not so hard to endure. For us, eventually, our pain ends, we go to a better place. But for those left behind, their pain only magnifies.”
― Tillie Cole, A Thousand Boy Kisses

“She’s a gold digger. I know she is,” she says through sniffles. “Well . . .” I taper off. I don’t know what to say here. Is this even appropriate? My ex-boyfriend’s mother—an ex whom, until very (very) recently, I was pining over—is now venting to me about his new fiancée. Awkward is probably the most appropriate word to describe it. “You know she doesn’t love him. You saw her! Why would that pencil-thin witch be interested in my son? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I think Adam is handsome, of course. But not handsome enough for that slut-looking-supermodel. I pictured my Adam with someone more plain, you know? Like you.” She gestures over to me. Ouch. And here I was thinking my tailored, black shorts paired with a white button-down shirt, and the most amazing Kenneth Cole platform sandals, looked more than plain. Silly me.”
― Becky Monson, Speak Now: or Forever Hold Your Peace

“How do I gently say via text that I would rather eat chili peppers on the hottest day of the year in the Sahara with no water, than go to his wedding?”
― Becky Monson, Speak Now: or Forever Hold Your Peace

“As I turn to check for the thousandth time (I’m not even sure that’s an exaggeration), that everything is ready in the back, in walks Ian, followed by Maureen. I won’t lie . . . there were scenarios (or fantasies) going through my head earlier in which Ian came through the door alone, devastated that Maureen dumped him, or that she died on the way here. I’m ashamed of the latter fantasy. But I can’t help my thoughts, even though I did entertain the notion for longer than I’d want to admit.”
― Becky Monson, Speak Now: or Forever Hold Your Peace

“Of course,’ I replied in agreement. ‘Like I said, I know it’s the right decision. And I know it’s silly, but I get these visions of a sixty-year-old me, sitting in a rocking chair all alone with cobwebs growing from my vagina after decades of inactivity and then turning on the TV and seeing Rich named as the world’s most successful architect with a thirty-year-old wife, three gorgeous kids, and they’ll be living in between their homes in St Tropez, the Maldives and LA, whilst I’ll be rocking away in a big empty house, regretting the day I’d told him it was over.”
― Olivia Spring, The Middle-Aged Virgin

“Knock, knock!” a voice says from outside my door. Oh, yay. Tiffany. I’d sell my soul to anyone who could magically zap me out of my office, I swear it. Just tell me where to sign, Satan. I’m yours for the taking.”
― Becky Monson, Just a Name

“After meeting with Marie, I had no choice but to call Quinn and tell her I’d do the trip. She was ridiculously excited, as I would have expected. She told me she owed me her firstborn, which I told her I didn’t want. Then she got all annoyed that I wouldn’t want her firstborn, especially because Chris Hemsworth was going to be the father. She was going to name the baby Thor, and how could I not want baby Thor?”
― Becky Monson, Just a Name

“Living every day in the presence of those who refuse to acknowledge your humanity takes great courage.”
― Min Jin Lee, Pachinko

“Reading the dictionary could awaken you to new meanings of commonly used words, meanings of surprising breadth and depth.”
― Shion Miura, The Great Passage

“Learn everything. Fill your mind with knowledge—it’s the only kind of power no one can take away from you.” Hansu never told him to study, but rather to learn, and it occurred to Noa that there was a marked difference. Learning was like playing, not labor.”
― Min Jin Lee, Pachinko