Quotes from Sharon Pywell

Electra Gates would never concern herself with how much lard should be in pie dough, I thought; but then, I was not Electra Gates. I wanted pie, something that didn't seem to interest romantic heroines.

The route to our highest hopes tends to run right through some dark, booby-trapped places. A girl needs a map and a light to steer her; she might need a flamethrower or a cannon as well. She might need a pirate lover.

If you've ever been treated like a goddess, I'll tell you, it messes with your judgment. You forget, if you ever knew it to begin with, that lots of goddesses end up sacrificed on some altar or other.

Snyder who had made Jane cry by hiding her favorite plastic horse and telling herthat it had died in the night. That was Snyder to a tee, senselessly mean in very little ways. I say it was a senseless meanness because being mean didn't make him any happier. If you're going to hide a plastic horse and tell its owner it's dead, you should at least get some pleasure from it. Otherwise what are you doing? That was my enduring question—what was he doing?

From a character's mother in THE ROMANCE READER'S GUIDE TO LIFE: "Resentment is the poison you drink yourself hoping it will kill the other fellow.

A person only gets to be more of what they are as they get old.