D.L. White > Quotes

“Malcolm is fucking my best friend.”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“I realized that's all I've ever wanted. You're all I've ever wanted, Evangeline. I'm tired of pretending that's not true. I'm tired of thinking I can replace you with someone else. Anyone else. I'm tired of not being with you.”
― D.L. White, A Thin Line

“But day in and day out, I’m watching the man I know as my father disappear inside the shell of a man I’ve never met, who doesn’t know me.”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“I’m not some ugly duckling. I’m not a hopeless charity case. I may be different from Maxine in many ways but I’ll tell you one way I’m like her. I don’t bend to the whims of just any old dick that comes sniffing around. I do the choosing around here and I choose just fine. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a father to take care of. Family takes care of family, right?”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“Handsome wasn't even the word for it, if I was being honest. A big, chocolate, sexy motherfucker built like a locomotive fit the bill much better.”
― D.L. White, Leslie's Curl & Dye

“You picked the two people who don't get along to plan your wedding in a foreign country. One of them isn't coming back alive.”
― D.L. White, A Thin Line

“I didn't even need her to tell me she was your daughter,” says Roberta, beaming down at Kendra. “She looks so much like you, I imagined that you planted her in the yard and she grew like a delightful sunflower.”
― D.L. White, Brunch At Ruby's

“You can't win this with insults. I saw something in your eyes that night. And you kissed me back. Pretty passionately. That wasn't a mercy kiss. That wasn't an automatic reaction. You wanted to kiss me.”
― D.L. White, A Thin Line

“And especially don’t give up things that make you happy for people who don’t show you the same courtesy.”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“I’m ready. Rough is my middle name. Well, not really, it’s Scott.”
― D.L. White, Same Time Next Week

“If you like fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, collard greens and hush puppies−”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“Relax, I said to myself. Calm down.  So what if Preston revealed to fifty of our closest family and friends that we'd been hiding a reconciliation? So what if I asked him to keep it quiet for three. measly. goddamn. days?”
― D.L. White, A Thin Line

“My tongue twisted and swirled with his and it felt less like kissing my brother and more like scratching an itch I never knew I needed to scratch, but now that I had, I couldn't stop.”
― D.L. White, A Thin Line

“I’m saying you know how to kiss. Which makes me wonder…” “I know how to do that too. Did you need a demonstration?”
― D.L. White, Beach Thing

“Okay. If you forgive me for bringing up how sorry your life is.” “You mean earlier today, or just now?” She raises her gaze to mine. “Both. Sorry.”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“She's bringing her ugly feet in here around five thirty." I tried to hold in my snicker, but it didn't work.”
― D.L. White, Leslie's Curl & Dye

“He shakes his head slowly, with that smile, the one I hate. The one that says he knows something. "I don't think that's the case. I think you're scared that you might still feel something for me. You don't want to talk about it because you might realize that.”
― D.L. White, A Thin Line

“What I really wanted was to be naked and under him. What I really wanted was my first orgasm that wasn’t self-induced in four years. What I wanted, most of all was to have my back blown all the way out. Did I really want him to stop? Hell no.”
― D.L. White, Brunch At Ruby's

“I’m nodding and grinning and I feel like an idiot but I don’t care. Dinner? With a man that knows my name? Absolutely.”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“And I'm not light skinned." "The hell you're not," she argued back, continuing our lifelong argument about the honey-beige skin I inherited from my mother and Grandy.”
― D.L. White, Leslie's Curl & Dye

“I didn’t realize there was an appropriate span of time to return a call from a backstabbing bitch.”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“The words on the page swam together as a black velvet box holding an enormous diamond solitaire burned a hole in his pocket.”
― D.L. White, Same Time Next Week

“A few months ago I would have told anyone that my goal was to put my father in a home, sell the bookstore and the house and high tail it back to Philly, but… something funny happened along the way. I started enjoying owning a bookstore. My best friends became my best friends again. And I met this very nice man who, against all odds and beyond my understanding, enjoys my company. My previous goals aren’t my goals anymore, so I don’t know what I want. Not anymore.”
― D.L. White, Brunch at Ruby's

“Because if I forgave him and forgot about all that immature self-righteous anger, I might remember the feelings I had for him. I might conjure up some memories of the great times we had together. I might think about what he said out by the fire pit that night, how we had been best friends one day and nothing the next. Attached at the hip for most of our lives and then it was like a body part had been removed. I might remember that I miss him, too. More than I care to admit.”
― D.L. White, A Thin Line