Quotes About Winks

I don't know if you want my help, Katherine. See, I'm really distracting to women. I make them lose their count." Peter winks at her and I make a gagging sound. "Why don't you stay down here and help us bake?

I propose a conspiracy of orphans. We exchange winks. We reject hierarchies. All hierarchies. We take the shit of the world for granted and we exchange stories about how we nevertheless get by. We are impertinent. More than half the stars in the universe are orphan-stars belonging to no constellation. And they give off more light than all the constellation stars.

Winks just don't come off as smooth for me as they seem to for everyone else.

Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks — expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs — that can undermine any tale you're telling.

Many other dear ghosts were glinting from the past, winks of light playing along the rims of our wineglasses, reminding us of how reckless they'd been and how magnificent.