Marshell Edney

“I hope I die like that,” she said. “Or doing what I love.” “Not me. I wanna die doing what I hate. Put me out of my misery, kill me on the stair-stepper.”
― Abby Jimenez, Worst Wingman Ever

“She makes me needlepoints of Bible verses for Christmas.” Jillian shook her head. “She disposed of a dead guy?”
― Abby Jimenez, Worst Wingman Ever

“Why do we romanticize the dead? Why can't we be honest about them? Especially moms. They're the most romanticized of anyone.

Moms are saints, angels by merely existing. NO ONE could possibly understand what it's like to be a mom. Men will never understand. Women with no children will never understand. No one buts moms know the hardship of motherhood, and we non-moms must heap nothing but praise upon moms because we lowly, pitiful non-moms are mere peasants compared to the goddesses we call mothers.”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“The decisions I made after that moment were not the ones she would have made. They were the choices of a changed person, a new self.
You could call this selfhood many things. Transformation. Metamorphosis. Falsity. Betrayal.
I call it an education”
― Tara Westover, Educated