The Quaker Café Quotes

“We don’t know what’s on the other side, but we go with trust and faith that there will be loving arms, so to speak, to nourish and protect us as we pass from one life into the next.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“There was a time when we were not; this gives us no concern. Why then should it trouble us that there will come a time when we cease to be?’ William Hazlitt,”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“When life gives you a lemon, it’s time for a Cowgirl’s Prayer.” This was one of her favorite alcoholic concoctions of tequila, lime juice and lemonade.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“Perhaps the beauty of life eclipses the trauma of birth.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“I think if people would come together regularly they might find out they like each other. With friendship comes forgiveness.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“his career in psychiatry had taught him that when you knew too much about people, you didn’t usually like them all that well.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“God repeatedly offers us reprieves,” Richard said. “The problem is we always expect to be given one more.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“There was a time when we were not; this gives us no concern. Why then should it trouble us that there will come a time when we cease to be?”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“With friendship comes forgiveness.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“I know. Rationally, I know, but I still want to have another shot to do it all over again and get it right. Maybe we should have played more music for her, read her poetry, helped her put her life in perspective. All of these things might have made everything right.” “Right? How in God’s name do you get death right? Or life, for that matter? It never goes the way you planned.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“LuAnne looked at Liz with pity. “It never healed, Miss Liz. That’s the problem with white folks. They think if everything is going along smooth like; as long as black folks doing their work and not getting uppity, they think things are okay and then, just like that, you turn around and somebody’s killin’ someone and everything’s in a mess, and white folks open their mouths and say, ‘Why, why is this happening? We was all getting along so good. Must be the black man’s fault. He ain’t ever satisfied.’ ”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“Shoot, he doesn’t know diddle squat about most of the somethings I do. If we shared every thought we had during the day, we’d both die of boredom.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“Liz had learned in her twenty-five years living in the South to hold her tongue. Being polite always trumped being honest.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“Perhaps the beauty of life eclipses the trauma of birth. Do you dwell on the pain you experienced when you delivered your babies?”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“Liz. Are you going to come out?” “No.” “You’re going to have to come out, honey, sooner or later.” “Later, maybe.” “Okay, I’ll wait.” Another thirty minutes passed before there was a second knock. “Liz, please come out.” “I don’t think I can.” “I wish you had stuck around to see the look on Dad’s face. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that look before in my entire life.” There was a chuckle. “Chase, this isn’t funny.” “Actually,” he responded through muffled cracks in his voice, “it’s perhaps the funniest thing I’ve ever seen.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“she slowly lifted her arms over her head and did an abrupt turn, bending her right knee and turning it in a bit for a Kewpie-doll look. Her next step was to bite the tip end of her index finger and coyly flutter her eyes. Liz didn’t get that far. She stopped cold. There in front of her, wide-eyed and slack-jawed, sat Chase. Next to him with a frozen stare so alarming that she thought perhaps he had stopped breathing, was Grandpa Hoole. If lightning had struck her dead at that moment, she would have welcomed it. Liz catapulted to the bathroom as fast as humanly possible and locked the door. She slammed the off button on the tape recorder and collapsed in a heap on the bathroom floor. The television in the next room clicked off. A car started and pulled out of the driveway. One of the dogs barked. The house was quiet. Eventually there was a knock.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“Liz knew Chase would be ensconced on the sofa. With her back towards him she took four long sideways strides so that she stood immediately in front of the television set, still facing backwards and effectively blocking the screen. Liz spread her arms wide, holding either end of her pink towel, and then let it drop. While she knew that her derriere was a bit more ample than ideal, she also knew what turned him on. She had great boobs. Running her fingers up through her hair,”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“The Quaker float was a disaster.” “Oh, now, how bad could that be?” Miss Ellie placed the tray on the side table, poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down. “The pets fought, the children screamed, my nephew pulled down his pants and peed, a cat chewed on Jitters, and a float depicting Jesus on a cross pulled in behind us. Jesus was crucified in bubble land. To top it off I lied to my son. If the Quakers still disowned members, I’d be on the street.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“There’s always other people who get hurt by someone’s foolishness.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“on numerous”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café

“you have a responsibility to invest back into the community that invests in you.”
― Brenda Bevan Remmes, The Quaker Café