“I was perhaps as intensely naïve to think I could get a job working with the Yankees. But the lesson to me is that with a great deal of persistence and a little bit of common sense, even if the thing you’re chasing may not exist, you can sometimes will it into being.”
― quote from The Moth
“that when we can celebrate and truly own what it is that makes us different, we’re able to find the source of our greatest creative power.”
― quote from The Moth
“There was a nook in the house that contained what they called the Turkish Room, which was for intimate conversation. And when my mother had her sixth birthday, her grandmother led her into the Turkish Room. They were both named Inez. And on that day Big Inez gave Little Inez a plantation all her own. Two thousand acres. Then her little sister came running in and said, “Grandmother, can I have a plantation too?” And Big Inez looked down and said, “Child, your name is Alice. You were named for your Yankee grandmother. Go ask your Yankee grandmother for a plantation.”
― quote from The Moth
“The great storyteller Frank O’Connor defined it best, saying once that every good story should end, in spirit, with the exact same words: “And everything that ever happened to me afterwards, I never felt the same about again.”
― quote from The Moth
“Orwell’s famous lesson, “Autobiography is only to be trusted when it reveals something disgraceful. A man who gives a good account of himself is probably lying, since any life when viewed from the inside is simply a series of defeats.”
― quote from The Moth
“How could I forget you, Darryl? You called me God.”
― quote from The Moth
“So ask yourself, you swirling tornado of a human being, in a world of disoriented honeybees, do you want to look locked out the minute you sit down?”
― Naomi Shihab Nye, quote from Honeybee: Poems Short Prose
“But Amyas was like all the Crales, a ruthless egoist. He loved Caroline but he never once considered her in any way. He did as he pleased.”
― Agatha Christie, quote from Five Little Pigs
“¿Cuándo cambié a tus ojos?
Adam me miró con otro «tú estás loca».
—No pienso contártelo.
—¿Por qué no?
—Porque es una de esas cosas de tíos que no entenderías y que probablemente te cabreará.
Genial. Ahora estaba definitivamente intrigada.
—No me enfadaré. Solo dímelo por favor —le supliqué con dulzura.
—Vale. —Me miró con cautela—. Fue la mañana siguiente a tu decimoctavo cumpleaños.
Mis ojos se agrandaron al recordarlo. «¿En serio?»
—Sí, la mañana en la que tú… oh, casualmente, me dijiste que habías perdido la virginidad.
¿Fue ese el momento en que se dio cuenta de que sentía algo por mí? Dios… Joss tenía razón, los hombres era trogloditas.
(...) Adam había estado celoso. No fue lo que me pareció en aquel momento.
—Supe que estabas enojado conmigo, pero creí que era otro de esos episodios de «hermano mayor sobreprotector».
—¡No! —Adam movió la cabeza sombríamente, se echó hacia atrás y se apoyó en las palmas de las manos—. Fue uno de esos episodios «estoy buscando a la hermana pequeña de mi mejor amigo, que me acaba de decir que se ha acostado con un tío por primera vez y lo único que veo son sus labios hinchados y su pelo revuelto recién salido de la cama y me he puesto jodidamente cachondo». —Sus ojos se detuvieron en mi boca conforme recordaba—. Mi cuerpo reaccionó a lo que habías dicho antes de que pudiera hacerlo mi cabeza. De repente me encontré preguntándome cómo sería ser acariciado por tus labios, a qué sabrías, cómo me sentiría al tener tus largas piernas alrededor de mi espalda mientras empujaba dentro de ti... —Me sacudí, notando cómo se me calentaba la piel ante el conocimiento de que Adam había estado teniendo pensamientos lascivos sobre mí durante mucho tiempo sin que yo tuviera ni idea—. Así que me cabreé. Conmigo por desearte así. Y también contigo… por dejarle probarte…
Nuestras miradas se encontraron y mi respiración se tornó pesada.
Supe que si no decía nada terminaríamos haciendo el amor en la segunda habitación antes de que pudiéramos acabar nuestro paseo por el sendero de la memoria.”
― Samantha Young, quote from Until Fountain Bridge
“Like a pebble dropped into a stream, his arrival had made a ripple in the surface of things. He’d felt that; he’d seen it in the way they looked at him, Sarah and Mrs. Hill and the little girl. But the ripples were getting fainter as they spread,”
― Jo Baker, quote from Longbourn
“Hot shame swarmed over me at the naive, star-struck, and broken hearted little girl he saw me as. And it made me mad as hell.”
― Natasha Boyd, quote from Eversea
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