No Words Quotes

“Will insisted in interviews—not that I’d read any of them. Well, all right, I might have skimmed one or two—that his books were tragic love stories. But not romance novels. Oh, no. Definitely not that! Because he was a man, and most male authors of adult books would slit their own throats before admitting they’d written a romance or women’s fiction or even a family drama. Everything they wrote, many of them insisted, was literary fiction (unless of course it was sci-fi, horror, or mystery). So nauseating.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words

“We’re artists, Jo. We have to help one another in our hours of need, not tear each other down.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words

“I kept my mouth shut. The real trick to being a writer, I’d learned long ago, was to keep quiet and observe.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words

“What a pity, I’d thought at the time, that I’m saddled with Justin, who claims to be a writer but never actually writes anything and then complains that we never go out because I’m too busy writing all the time. I could maybe see myself with a guy like Will. Or maybe even Will himself.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words

“And the Lazy Parrot Inn was the perfect setting in which to read a book about “one man’s journey to redemption.” It had been hard to tell from the photos on the website exactly what the hotel was going to be like. It had certainly looked nice (especially since I wasn’t paying for it), but people and places almost always look better online than they do in real life.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words

“That was the thing about Will Price, though: those good looks of his were deceptive. They’d managed to fool many, many people into thinking he was a sweet guy—a guy like the heroes he wrote about in his books, who lived only to adore and worship women . . . until he killed them off in some tragic freak accident, leaving the heroine brokenhearted but “stronger for having known what real love was.” Barf.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words

“Oh,” I said again. I’ve always wondered how I’m supposed to respond to someone who says that they “used to” enjoy my books. Truthfully, it kind of hurt a little to be told by someone that they “used to” enjoy my work. It was nice that they used to, but painful to hear that they no longer did.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words

“Now he has to make a choice: admit the wrong he’s committed, and live with the sorrow of knowing she could never be his . . . or rewrite both their destinies, and change that moment forever.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words

“Then again, to be a published author, you had to have more than a little confidence in yourself. Otherwise you’d never have the courage to share your writing with the world, much less continue trying to do so after the inevitable rejections and bad reviews.”
― Meg Cabot, No Words