For a Good Time, Call... Quotes

“I hope one day, darling, that you will know the touch of a man who loves you. I pray you will know how wonderful that is. How rare and beautiful. How godly. Even if it isn't within the union of marriage. It isn't wrong. Nothing is more right.”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...

“He had showed me some of his damage. And he was ashamed of that. Little did he know, I wasn't someone who could judge. So what if he had anger issues? I had ripping myself open issues. And alcohol issues. And daddy issues. And brother issues. And grandmother issues. I was the Long Island iced tea of damage: everything but iced tea included.”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...

“Hey nothing like a little mild heart failure to keep you young,”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...

“I could have accepted that. I would have taken any tiny scrap he fed to me. I would have made a fucking feast of it. But, no, he had chosen to starve me instead.”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...

“He had even brought drinks for us. Lemonade. Because we were eleven.”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...

“I leaned down, grabbing his face and pulling it to mine, letting myself kiss him with every failed hope, lost dream, every frustrated moment of low self-esteem, every hidden, dark, secret, shameful thing. I kissed him like therapy. Like I could pour it all into him and finally be free.”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...

“It was a black and gray tree, a huge ax sticking out of the trunk with the proverb, "The ax forgets, but the tree remembers".”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...

“Oh, the virgin fetish, always going strong. Every man wants to be the first, the only; maybe because they thought if the girl had no reference to compare him to, then they wouldn't know he was completely and utterly unsatisfying.”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...

“Every man was darlin' or honey or love. Every man was a sweet, sweet nothing.”
― Jessica Gadziala, For a Good Time, Call...