Quotes from Wendy Wax

She read novels. One book after another, sometimes at the rate of one a day, for a solid year. An acceptable form of escape that didn't leave a hangover.

the number of models per square foot here on South Beach was higher than anywhere else in the world and that commercial and film shoots were common.

I raise my glass. We toast like the bookworms we are. "To the end of a chapter." "To Turning the page," Dorothy adds. "And Starting a new one.

Can I help it if my thumbs are too big for that tiny keypad?" "You should have been in Atlanta right after she got her iPhone and texted all of us her plans to 'masterbate penis primavera,

Never let them see you sweat. Nicole Grant, former dating guru and A-list matchmaker, knew it was a bad sign when the philosophy you were living by came from a deodorant commercial.

People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading. —LOGAN PEARSALL SMITH

What defines us isn't how we behave when things are good, Andrew, but how we respond when they aren't.

A person who publishes a book willfully appears before the populace with his pants down. . . . If it is a good book nothing can hurt him. If it is a bad book nothing can help him. —EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY

the Beaux Arts building's grand Corinthian columns and its three immense archways. Two majestic marble lions served as bookends. Mayor Fiorello LaGuardia had named them Patience and Fortitude during the depths of the Great Depression in an effort to inspire his beleaguered New Yorkers, and Lacy had adopted them as her personal mascots. She looked to them now for the answers she sought, but Patience and Fortitude weren't talking.

The discomfort she felt with Avery Lawford was nothing compared to what she felt when their third partner arrived a few moments later in a classic green Jaguar convertible, from which she emerged like a celebrity being handed onto the red carpet.

Somehow she'd clabbered together a series of student loans to get her undergraduate degree at Boston College. Her graduation gift to herself was a new name and a new city.

The problem began with her height, which was too short to command respect, and was compounded by china-doll features, an oversize bust, and the kind of blue-eyed blondness that caused complete strangers to deduct IQ points and to speak to her slowly. Using really small words.

She read every author she could get her hands on who wrote a strong female protagonist who triumphed in the end.

Men and women of God are full of strength and wisdom; they are full of can-do power. There is nothing in your future, your life, that you cannot accomplish.

She waited for one of them to say something that might facilitate a more in-depth conversation, something that might bridge the distance between them; but neither man spoke.

Do you think there's really a job where all you do is count the number of threads in a sheet? It sounds a whole lot easier than the Laundromat and the diner.

Madeline Singer had recently achieved two things that surprised her: a senior citizen discount; and the legal right to date.

He was still telling himself to calm down, patting his pockets for a Tootsie Pop—something he hadn't done all week—when he went into the closet and found Goldilocks surrounded by piles of his clothes and possessions, each pile organized and labeled with handwritten descriptions.

The hangers that held his hanging clothes had been aligned in the same direction. All of it had been arranged by color.

being able to work in a robe and slippers was one of the greatest perks of being a writer.

We're professional liars, aren't we? It's our job to keep the story interesting.

The last time you gave me 'Hightower detail' he caught me with his underwear in my hands." "I'm sorry I missed that." Nicole's voice rang with suppressed laughter. "We're all sorry we missed that," Deirdre added. "I can't tell you how much I wish I'd missed that," Maddie said drily.

We honeymooned on the SS Franklin," Max said. "We were the onboard entertainment even though it was Millie's first time onstage. When I saw this house for sale a couple years later, I knew we had to have it." "It reminds me of the Titanic," Nicole said under her breath. "Post-iceberg. Assuming it had mowed down a flock of flamingos first.

There isn't a lot a mother won't do for her child, Kyra. It's sort of hardwired into our DNA.