Zoe Dawson > Quotes

“Life is short, live it. Love is rare, grab it. Anger is bad, dump it. Fear is awful, face it. Memories are sweet, cherish them. Unknown”
― Zoe Dawson, Scarecrow

“Sometimes I feel like I could disappear and no one would miss me, like a sad, forlorn helium balloon floating away until it vanishes.”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“I didn't ask you to come by, Booker. You're the one who scared me to death!" His gaze pinned me, and that freaking annoying, mocking smile curved his lips. "Always with the argument, Aubree, Just move it, sugar. We'll argue right and wrong after I check things out." He slapped me on my ass. I was so outraged that I punched him on the arm.
He had the nerve to laugh.”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“Because a mongoose doesn’t mate with”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“Whoever was there is gone now," Booker said on his way back down the stairs. "Are you all right, sugar?"
I took the towel he handed me. My eyes narrowed. "I will be once the heart attack you gave me subsides."
"I have that effect on all the girls.”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“Sometimes promises are held in the heart even when they can’t be redeemed.”
― Zoe Dawson, Ruckus

“The problem with comfort zones is that they keep shrinking, and after a while you shrink with them.”
― Zoe Dawson, Must Love Pets 2

“to the door,”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“and he felt the heat of wanting”
― Zoe Dawson, Guiding Kinley

“You make it sound like I’m nothing. And I’m a whole lot more than nothing.”
― Zoe Dawson, Must Love Pets 2

“All in, all the time,”
― Zoe Dawson, Saint

“avoided his gaze, squared my shoulders against the forbidden discussion. But Booker was unpredictable. You never”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“They owned it.”
― Zoe Dawson, Dagger

“I wanted to give her everything, be everything for her. I wanted to press her to my heart and never let her go. She filled up the hole inside me, flooded all the pain away, made me believe for a moment that everything… could work out, and I was all about the possibilities.

It was genuine. It was heartbreaking. It was… a perfect mess.”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“Because a mongoose doesn't mate with a chicken.”
― Zoe Dawson

“Yeah?” Anticipation laced her voice. I delivered the kicker. “He wears a kilt.” She dropped the phone. Chapter 5 Later that day, another Midwestern-farm-grown example of male pulchritude strolled in, and the first thing I thought was, wait till I tell Pen.”
― Zoe Dawson, Must Love Pets 2

“sheltered when she was young, never experiencing”
― Zoe Dawson, Guarding Sky

“upper arms. “That’s the unvarnished”
― Zoe Dawson, Handling Neve

“You going to play me, Booker?”
“You’d make a beautiful song.”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“woke to the crack of gunfire, screaming, and running feet. Before she could move, a gun was shoved into her back. She looked over her shoulder at the merciless dark eyes of the man holding the weapon. “Hello, Dana Sorenson. I’ve got a job for you.” She’d had a job, one that hadn’t turned out as she’d hoped. Had it only been a week ago she’d been standing on a dock in Turbo, Colombia, a disreputable port town rife with violence on the coast of Colombia and in the horseshoe of the Gulf of Urabá to fulfill her mom’s wish. It was just before dawn, the sun nothing but a glimmer on the horizon. She’d waited for a boat that would take her and her crew into the Darién Gap, a place that”
― Zoe Dawson, Ruckus

“not good for you. Like chocolate.”
― Zoe Dawson, Leashed

“This solution is incorrect, Miss Walker." I looked down at the formula and went back over it carefully. "No, sir. I believe that this is the correct answer. I'm sure I got it right." "No. It's wrong." "Could you tell me why?" "Because a mongoose doesn't mate with a chicken." "What? I'm sorry. I don't understand what that has to do with math." "Exactly. Perhaps you haven't been working hard enough. Maybe you got too many A's and not enough F's. Everyone in this class knows that a mongoose doesn't mate with a chicken." I looked around at the class. All the desks were occupied with... chickens. They all looked at me with beady red eyes and sharp yellow beaks, laughing their fool chicken heads off.
Oh god, I was being mocked by a roomful of chickens who knew how to do math better than I did. "But they're all chickens. Of course, they would know the answer." "That's right, and you're not a chicken." "But I could be a chicken. I could study more, work harder." "I'm afraid not. Do you know what happens to you in this class if you get the problem wrong? If you don't measure up?" "No, sir." "It's the stewpot. We don't tolerate stupid chickens in here." "But...but I'm not a chicken." "No? Then you're just plain stupid." "No!" I cried. "I'll try harder. I'll be as good as I can."
"I'll be the perfect chicken," I murmured, tossing and turning, kicking at the bed sheets. A pillow sailed across the room and struck me right in the head, drawing me out of that fitful dream. "Aubree, you're having the chicken dream again. If you don't shut up, I'm going to yank out all your feathers," Ashley grumbled.”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess

“utterly”
― Zoe Dawson, Iceman

“he saw her.”
― Zoe Dawson, Leashed

“We both spoke”
― Zoe Dawson, A Perfect Mess