Bree

“I loved people. I truly did. But the way I loved was different than most. And, if I was being honest, not all that compatible. I didn’t need to get love in order to give love. I never had. I preferred my affections to be anonymous. Independent. Not because I didn’t care, but because I cared differently. I knew it better than anyone: The most palatable version of me was one seen from a distance.”
― Patric Gagne, Sociopath

“But here he is, walking her down the aisle, all in the name of tradition, all in the name of seeing men as who we want them to be and not as who they are.”
― Nicola Dinan, Disappoint Me

“I’m taken by how little I feel at what I’ve said, how something once anguishing and hurtful has smoothed into a pebble, a small anecdote to skip into the lake of conversation.”
― Nicola Dinan, Disappoint Me

“He gives me the look. That weird, dumb glare that men give you before they kiss you, a moment of vacancy before leaning in, a twisting of the head as if it were a star-shaped block to push into a baby’s shape sorter.”
― Nicola Dinan, Disappoint Me