Quotes from Liane Moriarty

Her future back then, thought Cat now, was like a long buffet table of exotic dishes awaiting her selection. This career or that career. This boy or that boy. Marriage and children? Maybe later—for dessert, perhaps. She didn't realize they'd start clearing the plates away so soon.

You put up with little things … and then the little things gradually get bigger.

Its very awkwardness and awfulness made it somehow essentially human. It was one of those rare, poignant, pure moments that encapsulated everything that was wonderful and tragic about life.

Computers and other electrical equipment seemed to shrink when Michael was around, becoming malleable and obedient in his large hands. It was a pity he couldn't do the same with every problem. Tap a few keys, frown in an interested way. "Mmmm, let's give this a go, then," and hey presto, confidence about the functionality of your personality rebooted and restored.

The day had started out suitably dour for a Good Friday, but had suddenly changed its mind and decided to twirl about and show off its autumn colors after all. There was a brisk, flirty breeze, and the sun was pouring through the red leaves of her mother's flame tree.

would have to be told about this, that Liam would have anything to do with it, or be in any way affected. Liam, who was upstairs right now,

The teenagers glanced up briefly from their phones and then instantly dropped their heads again as if there were magnets on their foreheads.

Parents do tend to judge each other. I don't know why. Maybe because none of us really know what we're doing? And I guess that can sometimes lead to conflict. Just not normally on this sort of scale.

Sometimes their children would do everything exactly as they'd taught them, and sometimes they would do all the things they'd told them not to do, and seeing them suffer the tiniest disappointments would be more painful than their own most significant losses, but then other times they would do something so extraordinary, so unexpected and beautiful, so entirely of their own choice and their own making, it was like a splash of icy water on a hot day.

The kid probably didn't realize that a white-collar worker could spend a whole day in his office doing nothing, literally sweet fuck-all, and still get paid for it.

It was annoying that the better stuff you got, the less relaxed you could be about it.

that beautiful woman held themselves differently; they swayed like palm trees in the breeze of all that attention. Cecilia wanted her daughters to run and stride and stomp. She didn't want Polly to bloody sway.

Maybe it was actually an unspoken instant agreement between the four women on the balcony: No woman should pay for the accidental death of that particular man.

Why buy a cow when you can get the milk for free?' (Her daughters shrieked when they heard that phrase.)

he works from home a lot." "That must be nice. Or is it? Does he get under your feet?" Di picked her way unsteadily across the sand. "Sometimes I send Bill off to buy me something at the supermarket I don't really need, just to give myself a little breather.

Housework?" Logan blinked the way that men tended to blink when women brought up frivolous domestic issues in serious settings.

If God had a supervisor, she would have sent off one of her famous letters of complaint a long time ago. "You have lost me as a customer.

lavish, dark hair of hers over one shoulder to

Hearing a client say 'The CEO was quite impressed with your design concepts' could never compare with the intense pleasure Grace felt hearing a four-year-old say 'I laughed until forever!

Things aren't that simple," said Tiffany. "They are if we want them to be," said

While most of us find it incredibly difficult to juggle career and family, some women seem to have hit up upon that elusive magical formula.

Show me your original face, the one you had before your parents were born.

It turned out that a conversation with Bonnie was just like being in labour: the pain could always get much, much worse. chapter fifty-three 'Ziggy is a lovely little boy,' said the psychologist.

Friends are the family we chose for ourselves.