Julie

“You want to fuck, not be fucked,” Victoria says. “Samantha,” Eleanor intones, “is this making sense?” I stare at them all through Kira’s pink heart-shaped glasses. This is how she must see the world all the time. I look at their dark pink faces, so suddenly grave. I should call the police. I should run to Mexico. “Totally.”
― Mona Awad, Bunny

“Because life is shorter than we are, she says, so why beat around the bush?”
― Mona Awad, Bunny

“We never joke about bunnies, Bunny.”
― Mona Awad, Bunny

“Behold the lavish tent under which the overeducated mingle, well versed in every art but the one of conversation.”
― Mona Awad, Bunny