Judith Arnold > Quotes

“Normal, perhaps, but disgusting. He’d thought diapers were bad. The barfing was arguably worse. Maybe it was an early warning sign of alcoholism: the girl would chugalug an entire bottle at one sitting, and then she’d hurl—and then she’d pass out.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“I've set the vast majority of my books in New England because that's where I live. I love this part of the country the gentle hills, the lush forests, the cycles of the seasons, the ocean, the quiet lakes and rivers that spread across the region. And, then of course, there's that Yankee spirit, which is a combination of optimism and responsibility, rugged individualism and a strong sense of community. I consider myself and my characters very lucky to live in New England.”
― Judith Arnold

“That baby is small,' observed the bald guy, who sat to the right of Jamie.

He nodded, thinking, small but lethal.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“Pabulum. Who”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“When she wasn't leaking from one end, she was leaking from the other spewing white fluids from her mouth whenever she belched, as if she were auditioning for a remake of The Exorcist.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“it occurred to him that having a newborn ought to qualify a person as handicapped. He”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“Suddenly she was ravenous—but not for soup or shrimp risotto or anything else on the overpriced menu. She was hungry for...things. Acts. Human contact.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“So she’ll cry. And then she’ll stop crying. Babies don’t have many ways to express themselves. They cry because they don’t know how to say, ‘Stop it!’ or ‘I want it!’ or ‘That seat isn’t as comfortable as your arms.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“The man is a syndicated columnist. He’s got to be rolling in dough.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“has traveled to Brogan’s Point for the occasion. But Cory’s and Talia’s plans—and their emotions—are thrown into turmoil when they hear the Magic Jukebox play “Moondance.” Can a single song make them”
― Judith Arnold, Changes

“And here I thought you were open-minded.” “I’m not,” she said,”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“When a father loved his daughter, his arms were always open, always strong, always ready for her.”
― Judith Arnold, Dr. Dad

“Jamie was an amazing catch—or at least he would be, if he hadn’t done whatever he’d done to wind up with a daughter.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“He wasn’t the best looking man she’d ever met. It was just”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“To belittle romance fiction is to belittle women. To read romance fiction is to confront the strength of women, the variety of their experience, and the validity of their aspirations and achievements.”
― Judith Arnold

“fathered an out-of-wedlock child.” “Well, at least he isn’t shooting blanks,” Grammy remarked phlegmatically. “Be careful, Allie. Make him marry you first.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“Samantha was sighing and blowing saliva bubbles as he rolled down a window and got out of the car. “Behave yourself,”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“One of the boys groaned. “Great, man. She’s on the rag, she’s depressed. She gets pregnant, she’s no longer on the rag—and she’s depressed. She has a baby, and she’s depressed. I’m getting depressed just thinking about it.” “That’s not surprising,” Allison said smoothly. “It can be depressing to realize you can’t just hang out with your friends at night. You can’t go to a movie on a whim, or go out clubbing. You have responsibilities now. You’ve got to spend time with your baby. How do we deal with this depression?”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“She should forget about his performance in school and concentrate on his performance as an escort, a host, a man.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“Kindle Edition License Notes This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook”
― Judith Arnold, Changes

“the rain often enough. But those sprinkler heads were a peril. Trip over one and you could wind up wrecking an essential part of your anatomy. Within seconds of the sprinkler’s activation, three team members had whipped out their cell phones and were talking to three different members of the town’s Parks & Rec Commission who offered three distinct explanations for the malfunction. The team decided the most credible story came from the guy in charge of field maintenance. The sprinklers were on a timer, he’d explained, but Lawton”
― Judith Arnold, Still Kicking

“Peter said, his voice as dry as burnt toast. “Can we leave?”  Of course they couldn’t leave. Not before she’d crossed the room, planted herself in front”
― Judith Arnold, Changes

“Laughing, he held up his hands in mock surrender. “You’re too clever. I can’t fool you. I’m actually the reincarnation of Napoleon.” “You can’t be,” she played along. “You’re much too tall.” “I took growth hormones between incarnations.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“I’d kill for a cup of coffee.” “They’ll probably give us coffee if we give them money. No bloodshed necessary,” he said,”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“Feature for feature, he wasn’t exactly movie-star handsome. Yet he appealed to her in ways she wasn’t used to.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“the past two weeks. It”
― Judith Arnold, Safe Harbor

“anxiety, new fathers were a thousand times worse. Anything that didn’t go by the book threw them into a tizzy. Being informed that there was no book threw them into an even bigger tizzy. Allison was the hospital’s expert on new fathers. She had a genuine talent for un-tizzy-ing them. “Hi,” she said gently. “This is Allison Winslow. What can”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“Nick implied the job pays crap, so they can’t expect me to be some sort of art professor, right?” She paused when the bartender appeared with a bottle of beer and a slender fluted glass of champagne. The bubbles streaming upward through the pale liquid reminded him of Emma’s personality: round and fizzy, rising as high as they could go. He felt like shit. “Of course, I still need to find a place to live,” Emma said after taking a sip of her drink. “But as long as I have a place to work, I’m good. I can always buy a tent.” “You don’t have to buy a tent,” he said curtly. “Just joking.” She reached across the table and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. “But at least now I don’t have to worry about finding a place to live where I can also work.” He drank some beer straight from the bottle, relishing its sour flavor. Closing his eyes, he pictured that small, windowless room in the community center, its linoleum floor, its cinderblock walls, its sheer ugliness. She was thrilled because she thought it was her only option. But it wasn’t. “Look, Emma—if you want, I’ll take my house off the market. I don’t have to get rid of it. If you want to continue to live there…” She’d raised her champagne flute to her lips, but his words clearly startled her enough to make her lower the glass and gape at him. “But you came to Brogan’s Point to sell the house.” “It can wait.” “And I can’t keep teaching there. You said so yourself. There are those nasty zoning laws. And insurance issues, and liability. All that legal stuff.” She pressed her lips together, effectively smothering her radiant smile. “Taking the room at the community center means I’ll be able to teach there this summer in Nick’s program. So I’ll earn a little more money and maybe make contact with more people who might want to commission Dream Portraits.” She shook her head. “I can make it work.” “You could make it work in my house, too. Stay. Stay as long as you want. We’re not a landlord and tenant anymore. We’ve gone beyond that, haven’t we?” She stared at him, suddenly wary. “What do you mean?” He wasn’t sure what was troubling her. “Emma. We’ve made love. Several times.” Several spectacular times, he wanted to add. “You can stay on in the house. Forget about the rent. That’s the least I owe you.” Her expression went from wary to deflated, from deflated to suspicious. Her voice was cool, barely an inch from icy. “You don’t owe me anything, Max—unless you want to pay me for your portrait. I can’t calculate the cost until I figure out what the painting will…entail.” She seemed to trip over that last word, for some reason. “But as far as the house… I don’t need you to do that.” “Do what? Take it off sale? It isn’t even on sale yet.” “You don’t have to let me stay on in the house because we had sex. I didn’t make love with you because I wanted something in return. You don’t owe me anything.” She sighed again. The fireworks vanished from her eyes, extinguished”
― Judith Arnold, True Colors

“Men love to tower over their women. It deludes them into thinking they have some power in the relationship.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found

“Women want equality until they think that acting hysterical can give them an edge. Then suddenly, they're the victims of their hormones.”
― Judith Arnold, Father Found