Jenny Milchman > Quotes

“it hard to deal with the crisis. To function optimally, as you said, Maggie.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“Night fell in a series of layered losses. Dark, darker, darkest.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“behind;”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“Men wore this look when they got more of a woman than they could handle, waded into something deeper than they felt like dealing with.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“Writers—thank”
― Jenny Milchman, Cover of Snow

“Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep silence.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“She’d always been quiet; on report cards, teachers said she needed to talk more in class.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“Memories could cut sharper than knives.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“I’m just trying to exercise appropriate caution.” His words triggered something Natalie was forgetting, or failing to think of.”
― Jenny Milchman, Wicked River

“If he couldn’t make a life for himself in this wilderness, then he would spend the rest of it in a prison cell.”
― Jenny Milchman, Wicked River

“He had the acuity of a nocturnal predator, the heightened senses of some creature that dwelled underground. Maybe that was how he’d evaded capture for so long.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“Louise wouldn’t have wound up in that Facebook group; she and her son would never have come to Fir Cove.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“it was more like she and he were locked away from each other. Inhabited two separate worlds, Geary’s unknowable, and as distant as another planet. Sometimes she saw her son like an astronaut in outer space, exposed to conditions she wouldn’t have been able to tolerate, operating complicated controls she would’ve had no chance of understanding. At other times, she realized she was the one adrift.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“The hunger that attacked when you didn’t have a single bite to eat was like a kind of madness.”
― Jenny Milchman, Wicked River

“To someone unfamiliar with neurodivergence, meltdowns could be seen as temper tantrums, or worse, fits. A spiraling hysteria, the sufferer overcome, just as men used to describe all those women dropping onto chaises, salts shoved at their nostrils to bring them around. Instead of a state of sheer overload—sensory and otherwise. Involuntary, not behavioral, especially in the badly behaved sense. The neurodivergent brain became overtaxed and erupted like a volcano. There was a reason the preferred term was melting down. As in a nuclear reactor.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep silence. —Vittorio Alfieri, 1789”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence

“Can you believe that woman? What a Karen. Talk about entitled. Well, for all they knew, Karen had a kid who’d raise holy hell if his mother ran out of raisins. None of these people clucking their tongues, feeling superior, had a clue.”
― Jenny Milchman, The Usual Silence