Rick R. Reed > Quotes

“And really, what is trust other than faith in a clever disguise?”
― Rick R. Reed, Legally Wed

“My Jimmy Choos!" Becca collapsed on the floor beside the pair of red patent leather stiletto heels. She gathered the shoes up in her arms, almost as if they were a baby, pulling them close to her ample bosom and sobbing.”
― Rick R. Reed, I Heart Boston Terriers

“The fire of their passion for one another darts around the small compartment like a bat, its blood-warmed wings beating helplessly against the smooth plastic walls.”
― Rick R. Reed, Fugue

“It took me years to learn that happiness is not something one attains, but fleeting, like sunshine. It comes and goes.”
― Rick R. Reed, Blink

“Look, people are attracted to other people for all sorts of reasons, and there’s no right or wrong way to be attracted.”
― Rick R. Reed, Chaser

“Love is about trust. It's about faith. It's about believing in the person you love.”
― Rick R. Reed, Caregiver

“Who really will be taking? And who will be giving? Whose pleasure will be ultimate? And does any of this really matter?”
― Rick R. Reed, Fugue

“Don’t leave five minutes before the miracle?”
― Rick R. Reed, The Q

“He couldn’t help it if he looked and sounded like a long-haul trucker, but his core, was a delicate flower, prone to tears and hearts-and-flowers romance.”
― Rick R. Reed, The Man from Milwaukee

“We call them survivors, but once the vampires get you, the person you were dies, like any traumatized part of you never leaves that room, that car, that moment, and you walk forward a ghost of your former self. You rebuild yourself over the years, but the person you were isn’t the person you become. The great bad thing happens, and you become a ghost in your own life, and then you become flesh and blood and remake your life, but the ghosts of what happened don’t go away completely. They wait for you in low moments, and then they wail at you, shaking their chains in your face and trying to strangle you with them.” ―Laurell K. Hamilton, Affliction”
― Rick R. Reed, Dinner at Jack's

“His fingers just flew over the notebook paper of their own accord. The words, just right, continued to flow from Emory, using only instinct and no thought.”
― Rick R. Reed, The Man from Milwaukee

“The picture, maybe a high school graduate photo, showed a clean-cut young man with curly blond hair and pale blue eyes. He wore a sports coat and tie. This Eric was nothing like the bartender who’d waited on him with his Fu Manchu mustache and shaved head.”
― Rick R. Reed, The Man from Milwaukee

“People can change a lot in a very short time.”
― Rick R. Reed, The Man from Milwaukee