Spoiler Alert Quotes

“Please tell me people who look like us can be loved.
Please tell me people who look like us can be desired.
Please tell me people who look like us can have happy endings.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“But I'm not looking to be fixed. I want to be loved and liked and desired not because of my size, not despite my size, but because I'm ME”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“If you truly love me in return, accept me as I am. If you can't accept me as I am, maybe you need to rethink your definition of love.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Since approximately half the humans on this planet either have gotten or will get periods, I’ve always found that particular brand of squeamishness ridiculous.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Some scriptwriters believe death and misery and stagnation are more clever, more meaningful, and more authentic to reality than love and happiness and change. But life isn't all misery, and finding a path through hard, hard lives to joy is tough, clever, meaningful work.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“she loved shiny things, always had. But he wasn't a diamond. Just fool's gold.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Sometimes they blundered because their personal histories hadn’t taught them to be sensitive to certain issues. And sometimes they blundered because— Sometimes they blundered because they had trust issues. Major trust issues.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“I’m not sure posting pictures there is a great idea.” It was more or less the same advice April had received for more than thirty years: If people are cruel, make yourself smaller and smaller, until you’re so inconsequential no one can target you.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“His home was filled with valuables, even if he currently felt worthless.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“some scriptwriters believe death and misery and stagnation are more clever, more meaningful, and more authentic to reality than love and happiness and change. But life isn’t all misery, and finding a path through hard, hard lives to joy is tough, clever, meaningful work.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“As always, fatness was a sin, most likely mortal rather than venial.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“If you ever decide to write your own scripts, a bit of advice to keep in mind: As we’re both aware—all too aware—some scriptwriters believe death and misery and stagnation are more clever, more meaningful, and more authentic to reality than love and happiness and change. But life isn’t all misery, and finding a path through hard, hard lives to joy is tough, clever, meaningful work. Yours sincerely, E. Wade.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Make like a dancing firefighter on a Vegas stage,” she said, “and strip.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Just . . .” His fingers tightened on hers. “Just . . . hear me out until the end, and if I say something wrong, please let me explain myself.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“You want me to work out with you?” she asked. Before this moment, she’d thought— It didn’t matter. He was treading familiar ground now, digging the same poisoned well deeper and deeper yet, and she’d abandoned that particular spot long ago. She wasn’t going back. Not for anyone, and especially not for a man whose company already came fraught with endless complications and contradictions.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“MEN LIED, TO THEMSELVES AND TO HER. Cocks didn’t.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Smart, accomplished, passionate women were his undoing, always, even though he knew—he knew—he’d never be enough for them.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Black to disappear. Extra fabric to disguise. As always, fatness was a sin, most likely mortal rather than venial.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“It was more or less the same advice April had received for more than thirty years: If people are cruel, make yourself smaller and smaller, until you’re so inconsequential no one can target you.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Ian: oh, that’s right, your mouth is surgically affixed to her ass, so if she told anyone you’d know Maria: did you watch The Human Centipede AGAIN, Ian”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“He might have mastered unicycling and chopping and emotive sniffing and swordplay, but she had her own particular set of skills when it came to swords. They deserved appreciation too.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“If you’re still worried I don’t know who you are, show me who you are. I’ll prove I can differentiate the man from the performance.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Dammit, he was right. Back to listening, instead of dirty punnery.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Most of them.” She wouldn’t lie, and she wasn’t embarrassed. Not about having written explicit content, anyway. “Or at least on-page sex occurs in most of them, even if sex isn’t the main”—she couldn’t resist—“thrust of the story. So to speak.” He half groaned, half laughed at that. “Don’t distract me, Whittier. This conversation is hard—difficult enough as it is.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“That flaming hair should have warned him. Somehow, she was his crucible, burning away everything but the truth. Forcing him to speak it aloud and purify himself before her.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Because she suddenly wanted him. Marcus. Caster. Hyphen. Rupp. The dim, vain man who was, apparently, neither vain nor dim. Or at least not as vain and dim as he pretended.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Ah, concern and pity had made a simultaneous entrance into the conversation. Lovely.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“It was unforgivably stupid. Naive. He knew it. But each time, blinking against the harsh strobe of the flashes, overwhelmed amid the roar of voices calling his name and telling him to look over here, the realization that his date hadn’t wanted him, really, but rather the dubious perks of his odd, transient fame— Each time, he’d floated outside himself for a moment. Disoriented. Lost.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“At the confirmation that she’d grown just as attached to him as he was to her, that she valued the man he’d shown himself to be online—his real self—more than the gleaming star he’d put on display earlier that night, Marcus collapsed in on himself.”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert

“Could he even call whatever emotion they felt for him love, when they didn’t either understand or respect anything he did, anything he was?”
― Olivia Dade, Spoiler Alert