Paula Wall > Quotes

“Life is like the stock market. Some days you're up. Some days you're down. And some days you feel like something the bull left behind.”
― Paula Wall, If I Were a Man, I'd Marry Me

“A woman is like whiskey. She evaporates a little over time, distilled by disappointments and grief. One can never predict if the angels will take the best of her or the worst. Only time will tell is the woman that remains will be bitter, dispirited or aged to perfection..”
― Paula Wall, The Wilde Women

“History, of course, is never real. People either glorify it or horrify it. Or at the very least color it.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“You are what you are, until you decide to be different.”
― Paula Wall

“It's not how you look, it's how you feel in the dark”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“It is common knowledge that Belle women make hard men melt like butter in a pan. They are equally adept at reversing the process.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“Falling autumn leaves gave the air an amber hue as though seen through a jar of honey.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“The future isn't carved in stone, only your epitaph.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“Love is the common currency of the poor.”
― Paula Wall, The Wilde Women

“Some women can touch a man and heal like Jesus. The man who sees sunrise from a Belle woman's bed will swear he's been born again.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“The lord giveth and most women piss it away. Perhaps this is why they lack the equipment to aim.”
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“Old woman, you don't thump the Bible at me- you beat it like a drum."
"That's because along with being hardheaded, you are apparently hard of hearing."
Charlotte pushed off her rocker so hard it slammed against the wall. Nothing irritated her more than having religion shoved down her throat. And no one carried a bigger shovel than Lettie.
"Baptists are like fleas!" Charlotte flared. "Impossible to get rid of and irritating as hell!"
"On Judgement Day," Lettie said smugly, "I have no doubt the burn will take your mind off the itch.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“Amnesty International should list all daughters as prisoners of war.”
― Paula Wall, If I Were a Man, I'd Marry Me

“Some women barter their bodies like whores with wedding bands. Some use sex like a sword. But some women can touch a man and heal like Jesus.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“The only difference between a prayer and a curse is the one who stands to profit.”
― Paula Wall, The Wilde Women

“The only way to cull the uncommon man from the common is with his clothes off.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“There is no cure for a bleeding heart.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“If you don't know where you're going, you're never going to get there.”
― Paula Wall, If I Were a Man, I'd Marry Me

“Retirement is like sex. Men love to talk about it but when the time finally comes they're good for about fifteen minutes then they're dying to put their tie back on.”
― Paula Wall

“Retirement is lie sex. Men love to talk about it, but when the time finally comes, they're good for about fifteen minutes then they're dying to put their ties back on.”
― Paula Wall

“Politics is like a grandfather clock. The pendulum swings left, the pendulum swings right and every so often a cuckoo pops out.”
― Paula Wall

“A dozen or so guests gathered in the conservatory for breakfast. The sweet scent of jasmine perfumed the air and an aviary of lemon yellow canaries sang for them. They drank fresh-squeezed juice that smelled like orange blossoms and spooned perfect bites of soft-boiled eggs from fragile shells. White sunlight poured through the glass dome above their heads like an affirmation from heaven, and a constant breeze blew over them as though fanned by invisible servants.
Beyond the open doors stretched emerald lawn. Beyond the lawn, the ocean, blue as a robin's egg.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“You get prettier every day, don't you?" Red said, as he spun the stool.
No one called Angela's little girl by her real name. No one could spit it out. Angela had found the name in the family Bible. Apparently, it wanted to stay there.
"She's cute as a Dixie cup," Willie said from the service window.
"Are you my little Dixie cup?" Red asked, giving her nose a tap.
Clapping her hands, the child giggled and squealed.
And just like that, Aubrette Orianna Belle was christened Dixie.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“Women typically go through four developmental stages; 1. Gotta get a man. 2. Gotta get a house. 3. Gotta get a kid. 4. Gotta get a life. Stage four is commonly referred to as the change of life, or the clinical term men-on-pause.”
― Paula Wall, If I Were a Man, I'd Marry Me

“Every Wednesday Angela Belle came to town. And every Wednesday Dr. Montgomery "accidentally" ran into her. That Doc sat by the diner window for thirty minutes picking at a piece of pie until she rounded the corner did not go unnoticed.
"Never seen a man so whupped," the Sheriff said, rolling a toothpick from one side of his mouth to the other.
"Got him by the short hairs," Willie concurred.
Naturally, every man in town thought Doc was getting some. Naturally, every woman in town knew better.
"A dog don't dance for a bone he's already chewed," Dot said, sliding Ben Harrington's plate lunch in front of him.
"Depends on the bone," the Sheriff said, as they watched Doc run across the street to catch up with Angela.
"Depends on the dog," Dot countered, giving Willie a look that made his face burn.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“Mom recognizes only two sources of wisdom -- the bible and Hallmark.”
― Paula Wall, If I Were a Man, I'd Marry Me

“Some women run with wolves, but the majority would be much happier with your basic lap dog.”
― Paula Wall

“Just because a woman is good at something doesn't necessarily mean it's what she should do in life. If that were the case most of the women in the Belle family would be hookers.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“Do you know how they make the strongest sword? They hammer it flat then hold it to the fire.”
― Paula Wall, The Rock Orchard

“Apparently, what differentiates the mere rich from the filthy rich is a servant who treats you like dirt.”
― Paula Wall