Sara

“Maybe the answer is: Don’t be an asshole, think before you open your trap, take responsibility for your words. Meaning, apologize when you’re wrong and correct yourself moving forward—and don’t constantly look for reasons to be offended and police well-meaning people’s words. We want folks to talk to each other, right? Not just hang out with like-minded people all the time. Everyone is ignorant about something, and everyone is offended by something. If people can’t have a calm, respectful dialogue without being hurt by ignorance, or without offending with insensitivity, then what the hell are we supposed to do? Surround ourselves with robots who don’t challenge our ideas?”
― Penny Reid, Dating-ish

“But when Marie laughed, when her mouth curved in a perfect arch, when her eyes became the combined colors of hydrogen on the visible light spectrum, when the manifestation of happiness as perfect music passed her lips, then time stopped.”
― Penny Reid, Dating-ish

“Greg cut in thoughtfully, “Not to play devil’s advocate—”
At this, we all scoffed. All of us. Even Quinn. Synchronized eye-rolling.
Greg clutched his chest and turned an offended look on his wife. “Et tu, Fiona? Et. Tu.”
“Please.” Fiona gave her husband a dry look. “You have an honorary degree in advocacy for the devil from Harvard.”
“And you passed the bar in the sixth circle of hell.” Matt grinned.
“Just get on with it,” Quinn mumbled under his breath,”
― Penny Reid, Dating-ish

“I know it hurts, honey.” Mom flipped off the gas stove and wiped her hands on her apron, turning to face me fully. “And it’s okay to hurt. Hurting is just as much a part of life as joy, maybe even more important. Falling down teaches you how to stand up.”
― Penny Reid, Dating-ish