I have no pride left, Ambrose! Bailey said. No pride. But it was my pride or my life. I had to choose. So do you. You can have your pride and sit here and make cupcakes and get old and fat and nobody...
Fern has Ugly Girl Syndrome. Bailey said, out of the blue. Also known as UGS … She grew up thinking she was ugly. She doesn’t realize that she shed the ugly a long time ago. She’s beautiful now. And s...
Suddenly yearning had a flavor. It tasted like a king, a beautiful, frightening, infuriating man who flew into my life and began to free my words.
I think I will keep you,
Crying from sweetness doesn’t count, he whispered back, and I felt the moisture prick my eyes, just as I’d predicted. Gi used to say happy tears watered our gratitude. She even had a cross-stitch that...
When Julius Caesar crossed the Rubicon, he knew what it would mean. Mr. Wilson was looking at us all somberly, as if Julius Caesar was his homey and he had just crossed the Rubics Cube yesterday. I si...
We never saw what was obvious until we were hit over the head with it.
You don't need wings to fly.
Life isn't perfect,people aren't perfect, but there are moments that are.
I turned, letting her catch me. And I caught her too, wrapping my arms around her so tight that the space between us became space around us, space above us, but not space inside us.
I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something;And because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the something that I can do-- Edward Everett Hale
But I'm just telling you right now. Thelucky ones are the ones who don't come back. You hear me?
You can’t see a song. You feel a song, you hear a song, you move to it. Just like I can’t see you, but I feel you, and I move toward you. When you’re with me, I feel like I glimpse a David nobody else...
News flash, Fern Taylor! Ambrose barked, slamming his hand against the dashboard, making Fern jump. Everything has changed! You are beautiful, I am hideous, you don't need me anymore, but I sure as he...
I wanted to bite him hard enough to express my frustration, yet sweetly enough that he’d let me do it again.
David?I almost looked around to see who she was talking to and then remembered my own name. It sounded different on her lips.Yeah?You’re so nice. I didn’t expect you to be so nice.Why?Because all the...
I can't control what you see or how you interpret what you see any more than I can control what you think of me.
Do you stand naked in front of the mirror and flex every night? I mean, really, at least go into the adult film industry. At least it won’t go completely to waste.
So often, I felt like my hands and heart knew something I did not, and I surrendered the art to them.
My brain might be cracked, but it's not just my brain. The sky is cracked too, and I can sometimes see what's on the other side.