Karen

“Or perhaps your marriage is more of a covalent bond,” she said, sketching a new structural formula. “And if so, lucky you, because that means you both have strengths that, when combined, create something even better. For example, when hydrogen and oxygen combine, what do we get? Water—or H2O as it’s more commonly known. In many respects, the covalent bond is not unlike a party—one that’s made better thanks to the pie you made and the wine he brought. Unless you don’t like parties—I don’t—in which case you could also think of the covalent bond as a small European country, say Switzerland. Alps, she quickly wrote on the easel, + a Strong Economy = Everybody Wants to Live There. In a living room in La Jolla, California, three children fought over a toy dump truck, its broken axle lying directly adjacent to a skyscraper of ironing that threatened to topple a small woman, her hair in curlers, a small pad of paper in her hands. Switzerland, she wrote. Move.”
― Bonnie Garmus, Lessons in Chemistry

“Oh, gods.”
“Which one are you calling out for? Because it’s just you and me in this room, Vi, and I don’t share.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Some lies are easier to believe than the truth.”
― Mitch Albom, The Little Liar

“And not in who we are or what we’re made of, but rather, who we’re capable of becoming.”
― Bonnie Garmus, Lessons in Chemistry