No One Needs to Know Quotes

“Always trust your gut. Your gut knows what your head hasn’t yet figured out.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“The delaying tactic is a powerful strategic device that can give one party in the negotiation the upper hand by postponing the decision.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“She loved her job, she really did. But sometimes she hated it too. That’s what working motherhood did to you; it kept you in a constant state of purgatory between the two.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Ms. Ridley, it’s clear to anyone who comes in here that you have…” He paused, seemingly searching for the right word. With a little sigh he continued, “An abundance of resources”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Oh, grow up, Heather. Nobody gives a crap about your precious Violet right now.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“This was exactly what Bennett wanted. For Norah to worry about him. To turn her into an emotional hostage. And she refused to give this man another drop of her emotional energy.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“You risked our marriage over this. Over a fucking boarding school that—newsflash—I’m not even sure Violet really wants to attend. I want the best for Violet too. But you…this…” He waved his hands indiscriminately. “Isn’t it.” He pushed his stool back. “You’re a liar, and you made Violet and me liars too. You had our daughter posing with your book in the window of The Corner Bookstore,”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Pandora’s box had been wrenched open, and that man had the nerve to tell her that despite her thirty-thousand-dollar-a-month retainer, there wasn’t a goddamn thing he was going to do about it.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“I’ve been doing this long enough to know that everyone has something to add.” Bad Cop reached inside his jacket and flicked out a card between two fingers. “Number’s on the bottom. Tell your husband to give us a call.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Our mission, which we choose to accept, is to blow up the One Percent, who’ve earned their place in this world standing on the tired backs of the Ninety-nine. Step one: Destroy Big Tech. UrbanMyth is a wholly owned subsidiary of TallTale Media Corp., whose CEO was paid a seventeen-million-dollar bonus last year but denied workers the forty hours a week that would have entitled them to benefits. He wouldn’t let go of the brass ring, so it’s time to pry his greedy fingers off of it. Let this data dump be a warning to Big Tech everywhere—pay your workers a living wage or you’re next. Happy reading.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“If a grown man can’t commit to a dessert, how can he be trusted to fully commit to a marriage?”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Aren’t you listening, Mom?” Henry said after the man was out of earshot. “She wasn’t setting me up. She was setting Violet up. I asked her why, and she said I wouldn’t understand because her family can’t buy her way in like we can.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“It was Charlotte’s idea. She knew all the parents would fall for it because she said you guys all read that stupid site, like, obsessively.” Poppy’s mouth dropped open.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“As long as the houses were properly maintained, the strategic dinner parties and events were planned, and the aesthetics of their lives exceeded that of his peers, he didn’t ask questions.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“The post was a direct communication from Bennett, as if he was a mobster sending a severed, bloodied ear in the mail to remind Poppy what was at stake. He was making it clear to her that he didn’t have anything to lose.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“That’s the last one of these parent things you’re dragging me to,” Bennett said, shifting a throw pillow before dropping down beside her on the couch. “If I want to be berated by a drunk middle-aged woman I’ll visit my mother.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“He lifted one hand as if to say it was a mystery to him how a piano that costs six figures had wound up in the middle of his living room. “I’ll let you all go back to your ‘girl time.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Judging from their expertly applied makeup, chiseled arms, and shiny hair blow-dried into submission, this circle of women took care of themselves like it was a full-time job. Norah peered down at her unpainted nails, wishing she’d at least had time for a manicure.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“She didn’t have a standing reservation at SoulCycle or Barry’s Bootcamp, nor did she have any desire to vacation like a migratory bird—with Palm Beach in the winter and East Hampton in the summer. Add to the mix the fact that she was the main breadwinner of the family (gasp!) and she might as well have been showing up to this party in a Halloween costume, she was so out of place.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Norah was no stranger to male pissing contests—they were practically a daily occurrence in her line of work—but she preferred not to have to put on a cocktail dress and pay six hundred dollars a ticket to witness one.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“The universe doesn’t right wrongs. People do. If someone pushes you, you push them back twice as hard. You can’t grow up in New Jersey and not believe that. It was practically the state motto.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“see it, I use my god-given gifts. You’d be surprised how many lonely married women are willing to cheat on their husbands. Enough that I could quit working for my dad and still maintain my lifestyle. But when I met Norah, I cashed out and started my own business.” His expression was smug, and it sent a fresh surge of rage through her veins. “It’s been years since I’ve had to tap this well, but this is only a one-time thing.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Never played with. Never truly cherished. Harris Ridley liked to collect beautiful things. He had a Maserati he never drove, a Monet he hadn’t hung, a vintage Rolex he never wore. And he had Poppy.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Poppy, I don’t know why you’re not taking advantage of these opportunities,” her mother would moan after each breakup, as if these men were unexercised stock options rather than ex-boyfriends.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“The waiter appeared beside her, distributing artfully foamed lattes and herbal teas around the table, and setting down two baskets of shiny pastries in the middle. There wasn’t a woman here who would let her hand come within six inches of the sugar-filled carbs, but they served the purpose of brightening up the table, like a floral centerpiece”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Some women were hardwired for midnight breastfeeding and sticky-fingered toddlers. Poppy and her mother were simply not among them.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“If there was one person fully committed to the old way of doing things, it was her mother. Not that she knew much about a successful marriage. But that didn’t stop her.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Poppy didn’t have time for people who struggled socially. She was a firm believer in survival of the fittest.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Beauty is currency,” her mother had told her, after gifting Poppy a nose job for her sixteenth birthday. “Whatever you do, don’t lose it.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know

“Every inch of her body had been buffed, moisturized, botoxed, colored, manicured, pedicured, stretched, sculpted, lasered, massaged, tightened, trimmed, whitened, or some combination of all of the above.”
― Lindsay Cameron, No One Needs to Know