Quotes from Liane Moriarty

There were worse things to be than sexist. For example, you could be the sort of person who pinched your fingers together while using the words "teeny weeny.

He got Alice, the way we did, or maybe even more so than us. He made her more confident, funnier, smarter. He brought out all the things that were there already and let her be fully herself, so she seemed to shine with this inner light.

She didn't understand a damned thing about life except that it was arbitrary and cruel, and some people got away with murder while others made one tiny, careless mistake and paid a terrible price.

Just because a marriage ended didn't mean that it hadn't been happy at times.

This was not the career she'd dreamed of as an ambitious seventeen-year-old, but now it was hard to remember ever feeling innocent and audacious enough to dream of a certain type of life, as if you got to choose how things turned out.

If she packaged the perfect Facebook life, maybe she would start to believe it herself.

but sometimes doing the wrong thing was also right.

Love is a decision?' 'That's right. A decision. Not a feeling. That's what you young people don't realise. That's why you're always off divorcing each other.

The boys had always been her reason to stay, but now for the first time they were her reason to leave. She'd allowed violence to become a normal part of their life.

Once you've hit a ball there's no point watching to see where it's going. You can't change its flight path now. You have to think about your next move. Not what you should have done. What you do now.

It was like she was thinking, How far can I go with this? How much more can I fit in my life without losing control?

How strange it all was. Wouldn't it be a lot less messy if everyone just stayed with the people they married in the first place?

Some secrets are meant to stay secret forever.

Women and their bodies! The most abusive and toxic of relationships.

Helicopter parents. Before I started at Pirriwee Public, I thought it was an exaggeration, this thing about parents being overly involved with their kids. I mean, my mum and dad loved me, they were, like, interested in me when I was growing up in the nineties, but they weren't, like, obsessed with me.

There is no special protection when you cross that invisible line from your ordinary life to that parallel world where tragedies happen. It happens just like this. You don't become someone else. You're still exactly the same. Everything around you still smells and looks and feels exactly the same.

This was how it could be done. This was how you lived with a terrible secret. You just did it. You pretended everything was fine. You ignored the deep, cramplike pain in your stomach. You somehow anesthetized yourself so that nothing felt that bad, but nothing felt that good either.

Her goodness had limits. She could have easily gone her whole life without knowing those limits, but now she knew exactly where they lay.

No one could be expected to give up wine and books at the same time.

The lowest point of your life can lead to the highest.

You are a woman in the prime of your life! You should march into a room with your head held high! Like you are walking onto a stage, a battlefield!

The only woman who deserved a philandering husband was a philandering wife.

Sometimes a girl has to stop waiting around and come up with her own fairytale ending.

They could fall in love with fresh, new people, or they could have the courage and humility to tear off some essential layer of themselves and reveal to each other a whole new level of otherness, a level far beyond what sort of music they liked. It seemed to her everyone had too much self-protective pride to truly strip down to their souls in front of their long-term partners. It was easier to pretend there was nothing more to know, to fall into an easygoing companionship.