Quotes from Laurie Frankel

Feeling loved = being loved. That's all.

Mistake good because you learn, you fix.

This had always pissed him off about Romeo and Juliet, its ending platitude that at least the feud was laid to rest and the fighting families had come together as if this somehow made it worth losing their teenagers. As if Romeo and Juliet would have been willing to die just so their parents would get along.

Tears crawled out of Claude's eyes and nose, and besides he was only five, but he tried to comfort his parents anyway. 'I just feel a little bit sad. Sad isn't bleeding. Sad is okay.

Taming what was scary not by hiding it, not by blocking it or burying it, not by keeping it secret, but by reminding themselves, and everyone else, to choose love, choose openness, to think and be calm. That there were more ways than just two, wider possibilities than hidden or betrayed, stalled or brokenhearted, male or female, right or wrong. Middle ways. Ways beyond.

We have this perfect love story that feels like a fairy tale and must be because how else to explain something so magical?

Penis Maaaaan! Able to leap tall buildings … owing mostly to his profound motivation not to get snagged on a lightning rod.

Rosie knew this moment from raising four other children to this point already, the one where suddenly your kids know more than you do about something they've discovered all on their own, something real and important not just cartoons or video games. Amazing was exactly what it was." Chap. "Hedge Enemies

Later, much later, she said the same, that it was love pre first sight, that she'd walked around that whole morning and afternoon somehow knowing that this would be the last first date of her life. Whereas this had made him nervous as hell, it had made her calm. Whereas he'd felt impatient with the small talk, she knew they had all the time in the world.

Rosie appreciated the support but wasn't sure parenting ever really qualified as brave—or maybe it always did—because it's not like you had a choice.

When a little girl wants to wear jeans and play soccer, her parents are thrilled, but when a little boy wants to wear a dress and play dolls, his parents send him to therapy.

For my child, for all our children, I want more options, more paths through the woods, wider ranges of normal, and unconditional love. Who doesn't want that? I know this book will be controversial, but honestly? I keep forgetting why.

intricate motives, and complicated plots intimately. You live a book for weeks at a time, carrying it around in your bag, thinking about its characters like friends, worrying about their worries as your own. Not so short stories because as soon as you get to know the characters and voices and plots and complications, they're over. Resolved or unresolved, clear or still completely obfuscated, either way, there's nothing more . . . unless you're

wide world of not-yet-enlightened people were nothing more or less than scared. They needed their fear dispelled, their seas calmed, their storms allayed.

But some secrets are secrets, whereas some secrets are lies.

Our road trip makes me see that needing help doesn't mean there aren't other places to get it besides home, other people who can provide it besides family, that having limits doesn't mean I cannot—must not, maybe—bewitch and bewilder, range far and wander wide and wild. For home is like black holes—no matter how small, no matter how humble, they capture everything in range and trap it inside. The only way to escape their draw is to be far enough away.

You could sit down with another mom, even one halfway around the world whose life was very different from your own, and find easy conversation, shared spirit,

Lot of clinics in Bangkok do surgery but mostly for foreigner. Many kathoey here let be. Which parts not what matter. Is soul, how move, how dress, how love, how be. Just like Poppy, I am female soul so do not matter to me or Choochai or sons or daughters or anyone what is under pants. Makes sense?

Easy is nice, but it's not as good as getting to be who you are or stand up for what you believe in,' said Penn. 'Easy is nice, but I wonder how often it leads to fulfilling work or partnership or being.

Ce anume ne lipse?te de la cei dragi pe care îi cunoa?tem atât de bine,încât am putea s? termin?m frazele în locul lor ?i s? gândim gândurile lor negândite?

This is what Grandma was worried about, you know.' 'Me eating a whole chocolate cake practically all by myself in a single sitting?' 'You falling in love with a computer geek. Sure, they have good stock options and smokin' hot bods, but what about that dark side of genius that reanimates the dead?

I know this book will be controversial, but honestly? I keep forgetting why.

That was how, whatever else they were, Claude and Poppy became Buddhists for life.

there was nothing yet to fear, and so he passed it off as joy, as heart-pounding, pulse-quaking joy. Not as a premonition. Not as the moment to grab her hand and turn and run.