Great Read Quotes

“Most of us knew in our bones that things with the world weren’t right, long before it became a crisis.”
― Pernell Plath Meier, In Our Bones

“She’d worn anxiety like a thick robe for so long that it was hard for her to take it off.”
― Pernell Plath Meier, In Our Bones

“Embedded in their psyche was the story of what had happened to the world, and the boys felt glorious to be on the other side of the madness”
― Pernell Plath Meier, In Our Bones

“You see that girl, she looks so happy right? But inside she's dying. She's hurt and tired. Tired of all the drama, tired of not being good enough, tired of life. But she doesn't want to look dramatic, weak or attention seeking so she keeps it all inside. Act's like everything's perfect but she cries at night, boy does she cry at night, so that everybody thinks she is the happiest person they know, that she has no problems and her life is perfect. Little do they know.”
― Jayne Higgins, Exactly 23 Days

“Natalie was bored in her marriage. At first she could hardly admit it to herself. After all, they were a perfect match: similar backgrounds, same religion, similar professions (she was a school psychologist, he was a psychology professor). Didn't all the research suggest that the more you have in common, the more likely you are to succeed as a couple? Yet, those feelings of boredom were definitely surfacing. David wasn't as exciting as he used to be. He was so busy with all of his professorial assignments. Plus, he's head of the department. Where were all those easy fun days they used to have?”
― Barbara Becker Holstein, Next Year in Jerusalem!: Romance, Mystery and Spiritual Awakenings

“I look at her legs, bent out in front of her like a fleshy diamond, the soles of her feet braced against one another. I follow them over her calves, through the dipped valley behind her knees, all the way up the tight fabric of her shorts, and then up over her belly and up to the heaviness of her breasts. There, she got it threaded. (From Jukebox Loser: An Owner's Manual for Idiot Desires)”
― Tood Heldt

“I look at her legs, bent out in front of her like a fleshy diamond, the soles of her feet braced against one another. I follow them over her calves, through the dipped valley behind her knees, all the way up the tight fabric of her shorts, and then up over her belly and up to the heaviness of her breasts. There, she got it threaded.”
― Todd Heldt