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“Both women fall silent. Then Josie sighs and says, “Men.” And there it is, the point which it all boils down to eventually. The point where there are no words, no theories, no explanations for behaviors that baffle and infuriate and hurt. Just that. Men.”
― Lisa Jewell, None of This Is True

“Guess what Jeff found in his cabin for me?” Greta says. “Another book by the Martian Chronicle guy.” “Ray Bradburrow,” Jeff says. Bradbury, I think. “Yeah, right. Something Wicked This Way Comes,” Greta says. “It’s good.” She chirps the last bit as if that were all to say about a book: It’s good or it’s bad. I liked it or I didn’t. No discussions of the writing, the themes, the nuances, the structure. Just good or bad. Like a hot dog.”
― Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl

“But I was born bent out of shape. I could picture myself coming out of the womb crooked and wrong. It never takes much for me to lose patience. The phrase fuck you may not rest on the tip of my tongue, but it’s near. Midtongue.”
― Gillian Flynn, Dark Places

“Something bad was about to happen. My wife was being clever again.”
― Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl