Good Grief Quotes

“Suddenly what to do with the rest of my life and what shirt to wear became equally daunting decisions.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Instead, they’d smile and speak softly, as though I were going to be all right, as though I weren’t wearing one navy and one black loafer. As though I weren’t driving down the street with my purse on the roof of the car or leaving the oven on preheat all night.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“The problem with Thanksgiving is that the pressure for the meal and the conversation to be perfect is daunting.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“I’ve decided it’s important to love the life you get and somehow learn to let go of the life you dreamed of.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“time. I think I know how the mother of a teenage daughter must feel. Like an indispensable annoyance.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“after I got the oven, an evil neighbor boy named Jeremy bullied me into letting him bake a frog in it. The house filled with a putrid stench, and Dad tossed the oven out onto the curb.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“It’s been a long time since I’ve dated, but I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to do a face plant on your suitor’s gurney on the first date.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Seven thirty-five. The only thing worse than being a widow and being single is being a widow and being single and being stood up.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“How will I know if I really even like Drew Ellis? I’m so eager for intimacy, I would date a tree.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“The only thing worse than being widowed is being widowed and single.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“How could I have managed to lose my husband, my job, my house, and my ass all in one year?”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Okay. Sorry,” she mumbles. I move to the edge of the bed and peer into her face, looking for a sign of anything I can reason with. Her pale blue eyes are smoky, vacant.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“I got stuck on a problem.” Crystal flops onto her back and talks to the ceiling. “Besides, you’re the one who wrecked the place with the fire extinguisher.” I snatch a towel from the bathroom and swab the carpet, tapping and then pounding the foam.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“the words I once learned during an office safety drill: Pull, aim, squeeze, sweep. Pull, aim, squeeze, sweep.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Finally the theater lights dim, cloaking the audience in darkness. A hushed wave of throats clearing and cough drop wrappers rustling crosses the theater.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“I decided the best way to lose weight is to stop buying food.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“she speeds up, swinging her arms and huffing, her scarf flying in the wind behind her. “Al!” she screeches. Al sinks to the floor of the car, the upper half of his body folded over the seat. “Shit! My wife!” “Your wife? Your dead wife?” “She’s not exactly dead,”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“rushes to my side on the sofa. “Let me give you a massage.” He reaches for my shoulders. “No.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Al swoons, closing his eyes and swaying. Suddenly I can imagine why Ruth lowered her standards for Tony. If this is the alternative!”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“You constantly try to be optimistic when someone’s sick, to look on the bright side, even if the bright side is only their ability to swallow a spoonful of applesauce or walk to the bathroom.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Simone plays with her jack-in-the-box—an annoying toy that plays “Pop Goes the Weasel” until you’d like to pop the thing with a hammer.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Even female. For so long I’ve felt like an androgynous lump. Grief on a stick.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“how it’s possible to be both lonely and terrified of social encounters at the same time.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Ruth is a healthful vegetarian and I’ve been on the Godiva plan.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Maybe she needs me to be her basket case.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“On my way home from work that night, I get in an accident: I’m broadsided by the holidays.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“As public relations manager at Gorgatech, I’m supposed to improve the image of a scrotal patch product that’s prescribed to men whose testosterone production is off-kilter on account of illness. A scrotal patch!”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Still, dry eyes for me. Maybe I need the remedial grief group. Maybe there’s a book, The Idiot’s Guide to Grief. Or Denial for Dummies.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Would it be all right if I threw dishes at my former mother-in-law?”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief

“Dr. Rupert thinks the group will help me move from denial to anger to bargaining to depression to acceptance to hope to lingerie to housewares to gift wrap.”
― Lolly Winston, Good Grief