Turning Pages Quotes

“I know I don't.I just...I don't have the ability some people have of making friends.I think I'm being friendly,and it doesn't come across that way."
I snorted.It wasn't very lady-like.
"That's what you call friendly?"
"Yeah.I know-it needs work."
"It needs surgery.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“And of course,Addie."
What did he mean by that-"of course, Addie?" Did he mean "Of course you remember this airheaded chick who attacked the mayor with cardboard and had to be bailed out of jail?" That's not what really happened,but how was I supposed to know what he remembered of the incident?”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“What?"
"Nothing." He laughed."You were really hungry."
"I don't need to defend my eating to anyone.And just so you know,when I'm done with this,I plan to eat three whole cookies."
"Whoa." He held up his hands."Now you're pulling out the big guns."
"I don't mess around.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“Dude at the Orem Public Library—thanks for showing me the floor bolts in the shelving units. That was awesome.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“I wished I could come up with something wonderfully poetic to match the way I felt inside.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“He didn’t call—his secretary did. But she sounded friendly. Professional, even. Like a secretary or something.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“My land, does that woman not know the meaning of ‘go away, scary woman?’”
I laughed—his use of “my land” was too much. He had an old-fashioned streak running through him that popped out at the weirdest times.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“All the credit goes to Addie,” Blake replied. “She was the brains behind it.”
“Hey! What about me? It was my idea to put that plant over there.” Melanie pointed dramatically.
“And plant credit goes to Melanie.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“I’ve taken this from a crusade to save a library to a desperate attempt to save my memories of my father, and I’ve hurt people along the way, haven’t I?”
He was quiet for a minute. “You’re not hurting people, Addie. You’re hurting yourself by choosing to believe that people don’t care about your feelings. They do care. They care very much. But your healing needs to come from inside yourself, not a building or books or carpets or—”
“Or warped windowsills,” I interjected.
“Or warped windowsills.” He smiled, and I did too.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“Of course, maybe I’d be the one to end up alone with seventeen cats as my only friends, but it would be on my terms, not his.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“I can’t wear that,” Blake said, his face a perfect study of mortification. “Who does she think I am—Mr. Darcy?”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“Addie, what would you have done? If Rob had asked you to run away with him, back when you were still in love with him, would you have gone?”
I knew she wanted my honest answer, so I thought for a minute before I replied. “No, I wouldn’t, and I know Rob would never ask. He’s not that kind of guy.”
She was quiet for a minute. “That’s the key right there, isn’t it? To fall in love with someone who would never ask?”
“Yeah, I think it is.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“You don’t doubt my craftsmanship, do you, Blake?” Chase asked, pretend hurt in his voice. “No, not at all. But don’t you read the paper, man? 15% of all accidental librarian deaths are caused by falling from the tops of bookshelves. This is not a safe industry.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“Rob would be here too. I ducked my head, trying not to see them, but knowing it was inevitable. Jerks have to eat too, and apparently they shop at grocery stores, just like normal people.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“He hurried across the snow back into the building, and I realized he hadn’t bothered to put on his coat when he took the time to bring me mine.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“I don’t think people should get to make their own choices. Not when they’re stupid ones.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“You’re a caring person—you try to lift everyone else’s burden for them. But sometimes they need to carry it for themselves for a while so they can realize how heavy it is, and want to put it down rather than handing it off. She’ll figure it out. Just give her the space she needs.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“But do me a favor, okay? The first time you take it out, let me come with you. It would be irresponsible to send you out there to run over little old ladies in crosswalks because you can’t reach the brakes.”
“Oh, I’ll reach the brakes, all right,” I told him. “But if it’s you in that crosswalk, I might conveniently forget how.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“Oh, and by the way, you’re cute when you blush. You do it a lot, you know. And I mean ‘cute’ in a very non-objectifying way.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“Your mom’s really—”
“If you’re about to tell me how hot my mom is, just stop, okay? I’m really tired of guys objectifying her. Yes, she’s gorgeous. But she’s my mom, okay? And she’s a human being.”
Blake took a step back. “Hold on, Addie. I was going to say, ‘Your mom’s really nice.’ I don’t talk about women like that. I don’t know why you think I would.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“I’ve never been so mad at my brother in my life. I could have killed him. I really could.”
“Why didn’t you? I would have helped you bury him.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“Reading too much into it? Of course. But as a librarian, I read. That’s what I do.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“I couldn’t even call out a retort, I was so furious. And not only that, but you’re supposed to talk quietly in the library, and you can’t really retort in a whisper.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“He hadn’t really struck me as a sci-fi nerd, but then, I suppose you can’t really pick them out in a crowd, unless you’re at a sci-fi convention and they’re dressed like Klingons or something.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“Had I thought he was good-looking? It was probably time to get my eyes checked.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“His words were noncommittal, but his eyes were full of promise.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“You are amazing,” he said into my ear. “You’re stubborn and contrary and you’ve fought me tooth and nail from the minute I met you, and you’re determined and courageous and I’m so crazy in love with you I can hardly see straight.”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages

“He laughed again, then reached out and took my hand. He kissed my knuckles, then said, “I love you, Addie Preston. And just wait until you read the second book in the series. It’s all about . . .”
THE END”
― Tristi Pinkston, Turning Pages