Quotes from Liane Moriarty

He was a good man, but they brought out something terrible in each other, like allergic reactions.

I'd pay a million dollars to be Alice and Elisabeth's age again for just one day. I'd dance like Olivia's butterfly and bite into crisp green apples and run across hot sand into the surf, and I'd walk, as far as I wanted, wherever I wanted, in big loping, leaping strides, with my head held high and my lungs filling with air. And I'd probably have sex!

He'd forgotten how you had to up your volume when all the Delaneys were together.

Love is a decision.' 'Love is a decision?' 'That's right. A decision. Not a feeling.

Bad boys don't bring you coffee in bed, I'll tell you that for free.

family life could be so dramatic

She was a feminist. An athlete. A very successful businesswoman. She refused to be that particular cliché.

It was so fast and violent and unexpected. Like a dear friend suddenly punching you in the face. Like some cruel god had done it on purpose. To be nasty. Picked up the tree and slammed it across the Mini in a fit of temper.

when you're starved of something you should receive in abundance, you never quite trust it.

Erika, because she had no experience of it, and because part of her would always believe that visitors were to be feared and despised.

They had made love for the first time just the other night at his place. The children were with her mother. (The night before she hit her head.) It was beautiful. Well, okay, it was awkward. (For example, he seemed to think he should lick her toes. Where had he got such an idea? It tickled unbearably, and she accidentally kicked him in the nose.)

The risk of upsetting Stan outweighed the risk of upsetting Amy. The risk of upsetting Stan had always outweighed the risk of upsetting any of the children. Nearly always.

One epidural for my headache, please.

When he first met her odd, detached parents he understood that Heather had grown up starved of love, and when you're starved of something you should receive in abundance, you never quite trust it.

It wasn't that she'd found any solutions or experienced any earth-shattering revelations, but the act of observing her looping thoughts seemed slow them down until at last they came to a complete stop, and she'd found that for moments of time she thought... nothing. Nothing at all. Her mind was quite empty. And those moments were lovely.

Imagineaza-ti ce-ar fi fost daca nu ne-am fi intalnit. Asa a fost soarta, a spus Nick. Daca nu ne intalneam atunci, ne intalneam a doua zi.

Maybe, thought Alice fearfully, the other Alice who has been living my life for the last ten years isn't very nice.

Finally she stopped resisting and called a truce. Young Alice was allowed to stay as long as she didn't eat too much chocolate. Now it seemed like she could twist the lens on her life and see it from two entirely different perspectives. The perspective of her younger self. Her younger, sillier, innocent self. And her older, wiser, more cynical and sensible self. And maybe sometimes Young Alice had a point.

been walking home from the hairdresser's, feeling gorgeous, and a gaggle of teenage girls walked by, and the sound of their strident giggles made her send a message back through time to her fourteen-year-old self: "Don't worry, it all works out. You get a personality, you get a job, you work out what to do with your hair, and you get a boy who thinks you're beautiful.

still beat him on the court. His father knew his strengths, his weaknesses, his strategies. Logan was powerless

I seriously don't understand how men came to rule the world," she'd said to her sister, Bridget, this morning,

Every morning I worry that somebody I know will be killed in a terrorist attack that day. That means the terrorists have won, Ben tells me. He doesn't understand that I'm fighting off the terrorists by worrying about them. It's my own personal War on Terror.

Did she have to go to parties on her own again now? She remembered that raw sensation she'd felt after previous relationships had ended. For months afterward, it had felt like she'd lost a layer of skin. If she'd felt like that after those meaningless boys, what would she feel like after breaking with Nick? She'd been so cozy in the cocoon of their relationship. She assumed she got to stay there forever.

Real people don't have the answers. They make mistakes. They say things with great authority and they're wrong.