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  • #1
    Tina Folsom
    “Call me once you’ve taken care of that hard-on in your pants, so you’ll last longer than ten seconds when we fuck.”
    Tina Folsom, Yvette's Haven

  • #2
    Tina Folsom
    “Bite me, damn it, or I'll kick you in the balls so hard, you'll scream into the next century!”
    Tina Folsom, Samson's Lovely Mortal

  • #3
    Carol Shields
    “Open a book this minute and start reading. Don’t move until you’ve reached page fifty. Until you’ve buried your thoughts in print. Cover yourself with words. Wash yourself away. Dissolve.”
    Carol Shields, The Republic of Love

  • #4
    Jean de la Fontaine
    “A person often meets his destiny on the road he took to avoid it.”
    Jean de La Fontaine, Fables

  • #5
    Glen Cook
    “Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day.”
    Glen Cook, Sweet Silver Blues

  • #6
    Henry David Thoreau
    “Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth.”
    Henry David Thoreau, Walden or, Life in the Woods

  • #7
    Jean Kerr
    “I make mistakes; I'll be the second to admit it.”
    Jean Kerr, The Snake Has All the Lines

  • #8
    S.E. Hinton
    “I lie to myself all the time. But I never believe me.”
    S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders

  • #9
    Emily Brontë
    “If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”
    Emily Jane Brontë , Wuthering Heights

  • #10
    “Don't start that again. It's not my fault you don't have any masculine aprons."

    "That's because aprons aren't masculine, genius."

    "Don't make me have you for dinner, princess."

    "Whatever, Betty Crocker. Knock yourself out.”
    Rachael Wade, Amaranth

  • #11
    “Do you really want to put yourself through this? Is loving me really enough to endure everything you have to just to be with me?"

    Meeting his fiery gaze, I ran my fingers through his hair, kissed him gently before I attempted to set us both free.

    "It will always be enough.”
    Rachael Wade, Amaranth

  • #12
    “With the many uncertainties, of one thing I was sure. I could not escape love, the very thing that had kept me mobile since the day I realized I was capable of giving and receiving it.”
    Rachael Wade, Amaranth

  • #13
    “I turned to face Audrey, and everything I loved was right there in her eyes, the memories tangible: the schooldays and sleepovers, the cheap bottles of wine and sappy chick flicks. She was there for my mother’s drunken relapses, there to hold me until I fell asleep the first time the ex from Seattle hit me. It was all there, and my God, each memory was suddenly sacred and the sun rose and set upon it.”
    Rachael Wade, The Tragedy of Knowledge

  • #14
    “I knew it would be all of those things and so much more to me, but it was his heart I was yanking from his chest with my decision, and that’s what mattered to me. I was giving up a piece of my own as well, but it was a choice.
    His was just collateral.”
    Rachael Wade, The Tragedy of Knowledge

  • #15
    Mahatma Gandhi
    “The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.”
    Mahatma Gandhi, All Men Are Brothers: Autobiographical Reflections

  • #16
    Dianne Duvall
    “You still aren't screaming."
    "Is that the usual reaction you get when people realize you're, um..."
    "Different? Yes, generally."
    Marcus stepped up beside him. "We also get shrieks, curses, pant wetting, bowels releasing"--Sarah grimaced--"religious recitations..."
    Her eyebrows rose. "Religious recitations?"
    "You know--Get thee back, you, ah..." He nudged Roland. "What was it that priest called us?"
    Roland rolled his eyes. "Which one?"
    "The one in London."
    "What century?"
    "Eighteenth."
    Sarah's mouth fell open.
    "The one with hair like Albert Einstein?"
    "Yes."
    "Spawns of Satan."
    "Right." Adopting a raspy elderly man's voice, Marcus shook his fist at Sarah and intoned dramatically, "Get thee back, ye spawns of Satan. Return thee to the bowels of hell where ye belong!" Lowering his fist, he proceeded in a normal voice."Then he hurled numerous biblical versus at our heads as we walked away...But screaming is by far the most common reaction, from both men and women.”
    Dianne Duvall, Darkness Dawns

  • #17
    Kay Ryan
    “The day misspent,
    the love misplaced,
    has inside it
    the seed of redemption.
    Nothing is exempt
    from resurrection.”
    Kay Ryan, Say Uncle

  • #18
    Philip K. Dick
    “It is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane.”
    Philip K. Dick, VALIS

  • #19
    George Santayana
    “Sanity is a madness put to good uses.”
    George Santayana , The Essential Santayana: Selected Writings

  • #20
    T.S. Eliot
    “For last year's words belong to last year's language
    And next year's words await another voice.”
    T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets

  • #21
    Betty Friedan
    “Aging is not 'lost youth' but a new stage of opportunity and strength.”
    Betty Friedan

  • #22
    Richard Brinsley Sheridan
    “Never say more than is necessary.”
    Richard Brinsley Sheridan

  • #23
    “You own me,” he said, water sputtering against his lips as his head bobbed at the surface. “You have lock and key, deed to the house, the welcome mat, all that shit. It’s all yours, baby.”

    “I’ll have to take good care of my property, then.”

    “And I’ll have to behave on and off the premises. I may be a little rowdy, but...I’ll use my manners.”

    I sent him a small splash. “No swearing, invading personal space, or forgetting your pleases and thank-yous.”

    A glimmer twinkled in his irises, and for a moment, it looked as if he was the one about to drown. “Damn straight,” he pulled me against him abruptly, nose to nose. “Now please get over here and fucking kiss me.”
    Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

  • #24
    “So help me, if something crawls out of one of these bags, I will castrate you.”

    “I bet you’d love that.”

    -Emma and Jackson”
    Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

  • #25
    “She smiled thoughtfully. “I think Jackson was like a lost puppy. He needed purpose, someone to believe in him and love him despite his bullshit. But he didn’t have that, so he just went around humping everyone’s leg and peeing everywhere. Then you came along and he thought he found that owner that would give him that purpose—something that would make him feel needed—but you chose the fancy pet store puppy instead, so he went back to peeing on everything and destroying all the furniture.”

    “Um, Whit...is there a point to this?”

    “We all need someone to believe in us. It helps us see our full potential. You were that someone to believe in him. I think he’ll be a new man because of it.”

    “So you’re saying I rescued a lost puppy, and now he’ll become a topnotch show dog because I’m just so amazing?”

    “Exactly.”

    “You have such an eloquent way with words.”

    “No shit, right?”

    “Precisely.”

    -Emma and Whitney”
    Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

  • #26
    “We could stay. You could sleep it off and we can still go to Disney with everyone tomorrow. Don’t you want to go to Fantasyland?” I batted my eyelashes.

    Jackson ran his thumb and forefinger over his lip, catching his grin and a speck of dried blood at once. The second that grin appeared, it was as if the entire evening’s events evaporated. “Why, Emma Pierce, do you want me to take you to Fantasyland and make all of your dreams come true?” He winked with his good eye.

    It was painfully adorable.”
    Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

  • #27
    “This was our rhythm, our worship: give and take, gift and receive, honor and entrust. Making love to this man wasn’t just an expression of my feelings for him or a carnal, physical need—it was an offering.”
    Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

  • #28
    “Forgiveness wasn’t ever easy, but a feat much more manageable when you weren’t the subject of its grace. Maybe I’d always be a broken recipient of grace. And in that musing, I found rest.”
    Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

  • #29
    “Open your eyes, baby. Look at me.” He pressed his forehead down to meet mine, my eyelids fluttering open at his command. “Look at me and tell me you don’t want it.”

    I peered up at him with unsteady breaths, hearing his throat work when I tilted my lips to graze his. The contact was feather light, my heart hammering through my chest at the feel of it. “I’m looking,” I breathed against him.

    “Good. Because right now, all I want to do is rip your clothes off and make you come until you can’t stand, and I want your eyes on me the whole time, are we clear?”

    -Jackson and Emma”
    Rachael Wade, Love and Relativity

  • #30
    Francesco Petrarca
    “Rarely do great beauty and great virtue dwell together.”
    Francesco Petrarca



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