Sam Reviews "Speak" by Laurie Halse Anderson

 "The school board banned one of Maya Angelou's books so the librarian had to take down her poster. I fished it out of the trash. She must be a great writer if the school board is scared of her."

"My family doesn't talk much and we have nothing in common, but if my mom cooks a decent turkey, she believes we will magically be a family for one more year."

"The whole point of not talking about it, of silencing the memory, is to make it go away. It won't. I'll need brain surgery to cut it out."

Sam Reviews "Verity" by Colleen Hoover

"Most people come to New York to be discovered. The rest of us come here to hide."

"It's what you do when you've experienced the worst of the worst. You seek out people like you...people worse off than you...and you use them to make yourself feel better about the terrible things that have happened to you."

"I've never been involved in such a heavy conversation with a complete stranger before. I kind of want it to end, because where does the conversation even go from here? It doesn't. It just stops."

"Funny how one of the most populated cities in the world [Manhattan] can double as a paradise for agoraphobics."

"Find what you love and let it kill you." - Charles Bukowski

"Those were thoughts I couldn't admit to him, of course. I might have been obsessed with him, but a woman knows if she wants to keep a man forever, she has to act like she could get over him in a day."

"I'm not sure I ever saw [my father] angry. Not even at my mother, with her prickly comments and frequent hot temper. I grew to resent that about him, though. Sometimes I perceived his patience as weakness when it came to her."

"With the imagination of a writer, every noise becomes a theat."

"There's too much inside me that wants to be more than his friend, which means we can't be friends at all. If an attraction is present between the people, those two people can only be one of two things. Involved or not involved. There is no in-between."

"Even the sex felt different. Like he was disconnected. Fucking me because it was our routine and not because he craved me."

"I was good at spewing bullshit. It's why I became a writer."

"I understand he made vows, but at what cost? His entire life? People get married assuming they'll live long, happy lives together. What happens when one of those is cut short, but the other is expected to live out those vowes for the rest of their life?"

"I'm afraid any conversation will lead him to think about what we're doing and how we shouldn't be doing it, so I remain quiet."

"It's like he was disconnected from me, using me to get off, to feel better, to get a quick rush of something."

"I love her. She was my wife. But sometimes I wasn't sure we really knew each other. We lived together, but it's as if our worlds weren't connected."

"Page after page of a truth so harsh, it never should have been written."

Sam Reviews "How Y'all Doing?: Misadventures and Mischief from a Life Well Lived" by Leslie Jordan

 "Our parents did the best they could with the light they had to see with."

"I think our dreams are what sustain us in hard times. Dreams are what keep us childlike. I love that they can grow and expand as we grow and expand."

"Why is it that we love to drag all that baggage from childhood with us? We haul it dutifully. We haul it everywhere we go. And we pull it out at the drop of a hat for all to see. Nope, we are not going to let go of all that baggage."

"The thing about shame is that it is so selective. I knew my dad loved me. he showed me it daily in a million different ways. So why remember failures?"

Sam Reviews "The Dragon Factory" Jonathan Maberry

 "You can't save someone who doesn't want to be saved."

"Most atheists are closet agnostics or disappointed believers."

"We were one mile down and going deeper, creeping along miles of slanting corridors, breathing air that had never felt sunshine or smelled rain."

"Denial is always a bear trap - you'll forget about it and step in it later."

"If the gods listened to the prayers of men, all of humankind would quickly perish since they constantly pray for many evils to befall one another."
-Epicurus 

Sam Reviews "The Library Policeman" by Stephen King

"'Tis the human touch in this world that counts.
"The touch of your hand and mine,
"Which means far more to the fainting heart
"Than shelter and bread and wine;
"For shelter is gone when the night is o'er,
"And bread lasts only a day,
"But the touch of the hand and the sound of a voice
"Sing on in the soul alway."
- Spencer Michael Free

"It was good just to find out you still had a heart, that the ordinary days hadn't worn it away."

"His face was dead, as if he could not understand neither kindness nor love nor mercy.  His mouth was set in lines of ultimate, passionless authority."

"My reputation went to hell in a handbasket, but she never got so much as a splash of mud on the hem of her skirt."

"Every now and then I start to think I'm over it [the death of my son] and then it gets on my blind side and hits me again. I guess some things take a long time to shake out, and some things don't ever shake out."

"It's just that [talking about my son] brings him back so. How he was. That hurts, but it feels good, too. Those two feelings are all wrapped up together."

Sam Reviews "The Romance of Tristan and Iseult" by Joseph Bédier

So did they only love each other because of the weird potion they drank?

Was it really necessary for there to be two Iseults?

"And as by sadness you came into the world, your name shall be called Tristan; that is the child of sadness.”

"They always could stay near his couch because their love overcame their abhorrence."

"So fear maddened the Queen, but not in truth the fear of Brangien who was loyal; her own heart bred the fear."

"For no lovers ever loved so much or paid their love so dear."

"'Sire, since I may choose a reward according to your word, give me the little fairy dog.'
"'Friend, take it, then, but in taking it you take away also all my joy.'"

"Now a woman's wrath is a fearful thing, and all men fear it, for according to her live, so will her vengeance be; and their love and their hate come quickly, but their hate lives longer than their love; and they will make play with love, but not with hate."

"May all herein find strength against inconstancy and despite and loss and pain and all the bitterness of loving."

Sam Reviews: "Five Quarters of the Orange" by Joanne Harris

I didn't really know what this book was about, and I felt like it had a slow start, but once it got some traction...whew.  I was hard pressed to put it down.  The writing feels scattered at times, but by the end it makes sense as to why and I appreciate it so much.  There were so many things I didn't anticipate, turns I wasn't expecting, and that ending. Highly recommend this story for anyone who appreciate memiors.

"It is a whimsical touch, which surpasses and troubles me.   That this stony and prosaic woman should in her moments harbor such thoughts. For she was sealed off from us - from everyone - with such fierceness that I had thought her incapable of yielding."

"And she baited me.  Deliberately - or so I thought. Now I think that maybe she couldn't help it, that it was as much in her unhappy nature to bait me as it was in mine to defy her."

"To her, those petty rules mattered because those were the things she used to control our world. Take them away and she was like the rest of us, orphaned and lost."

"'The headache must come soon' she thought. Somehow the anticipation of pain can be even more troubling, more of a misery than the pain itself.   The anxiety that was a permanent crease in her forehead nibbled at her mind like a rat in a box, killing sleep."

"Like the clock, I am divided. At three in the morning, anything is possible."

"She was rock salt and river mud, her rages as quick and furious and inevitable as summer lightening. I never sought the cause, merely avoiding the effect as best I could."

"It was the wrong thing to say. Sometimes everything you say is the wrong thing."

"I was in a landslide where every movement starts a new rock fall, bringing a new collapse of the world I thought steady."

"And in that moment I loved him completely and with a suddenness which startled away my rage."

"That's the trouble with heroes, they never quite live up to expectations, do they?"

"I never asked myself whether I loved him. It was irrelevant to the moment. Impossible to equate what I felt, that aching, desperate joy. And yet that was what it was. My own confusion, my loneliness, the strangeness with my mother, the separation from my sister and brother, had formed a kind of hunger, a mouth opening instinctively to any scrap of kindness."

"It wasn't enough. I'd had my day, my one perfect day, and already my heart was boiling with rage and dissatisfaction."

"A child is not a fruit tree. She understood that too late. There is no recipe to take a child into sweet, safe adulthood. She should have known that."

Sam Reviews "The Sword of Goliath" by Anthony Jones

I acquired this book by winning a Giveaway an Goodreads and so I will try not to be harsh, however this was not the book for me.  I went into it knowing it was a touch out of my typical genre and reminded myself to have an open mind knowing this was going to be a "Religious Adventure".  My issues were primarily that the book went from explaining the supernatural powers of angels and fallen angels to then integrate witches and wizards, as well.  This was unexpected and honestly felt like a mixing of genres that wasn't necessarily welcome.
Additionally, the writing at times felt very slow, to the point where I was nodding off trying to get through sub-chapters.  The adventure in and of itself was well put together and well explained.  However, most other aspects of this book felt either exhaustive with description or forced to fit which resulted in a clunky narrative.  Despite the fact that this book sometimes felt extremely descriptive, the author would also quickly introduce characters with minimal backstory which resulted in a lot of confusion during scenes where multiple new characters were thrown together.
This book took me almost a month to read because I did not feel invested in the story, I could mostly anticipate the ending, and it felt more like a chore to read than an exciting adventure.

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When I finally did convince myself to sit down and finish the final 60 pages...the conflict we had been building up to ended quickly and simply and - quite frankly - underwhelmingly.  So the amount of time I spent on this book felt wasted.  I understand that the author intends to write many more books but I personally cannot see myself spending the time to explore them.

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"Jake remembered thinking the master was quite the hard man; he was very cold, and showed little tolerance for laziness. Moreover, he had an expectation of performance or duty when none was made clear. Jake would remember this, and would later strive for success in all things regardless of expectations."

"Remembering his childhood and the hundreds of books he'd consumed until he became distracted by life at age fourteen and stopped reading altogether."

"Jake thought it strange, how everything in prison seemed to be about respect; it was so overstated, considering most of the inmates were locked up for some form of disrespect."

Sam Reviews "The God of Small Things" by Arundhati Roy

India's "To Kill a Mockingbird", "Jon Benet Ramsey Mystery", "An Indian Tragedy" if you will.  Which is to say, a long, round-about story, that could have been so much more interesting if written differently.  At least if you ask me.  I struggled so hard to get through this book, and if it wasn't a book club choice I more than likely wouldn't have finished it.  The writing style was odd and confusing.  Most of the time I felt as if I couldn't understand what was happening or follow along.  I had an audio book playing while I read this book hoping it would help me retain it but I ended this book confused.  The final Six Chapters are when I finally started getting intrigued by the book I am still unsure of how it ended...glad to have a book club to discuss this.

"A sunbeam lent to us too briefly."

"Estha's silence was never awkward.  Never intrusive.  Never noisy.  It wasn't an accusing, protesting silence as much as a sort of estivation, a dormancy, the psychological equivalent of what lungfish do to get themselves through the dry season, except that in Estha's case the dry season looked as though it would last forever.
"Over time he had acquired the ability to blend into the background of wherever he was - into bookshelves, gardens, curtains, doorways, streets - to appear inanimate, almost invisible to the untrained eye.  It usually took strangers a while to notice him even when they were in the same room with him.  It took them even longer to notice that he never spoke.  Some never noticed at all.
"Estha occupied very little space in the world."

"The fact that something so fragile, so unbearably tender had survived, had been allowed to exist, was a miracle."

"He walked through the world like a chameleon.  Never revealing himself, never appearing not to.  Emerging through the chaos unscathed."

"It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that it purloined."

"Ammu said that Chacko had never stopped loving Margaret Kochamma.  Mammachi disagreed.  She liked to believe that he had never loved her in the first place."

"She was twenty-seven that year, and in the pit of her stomach she carried the cold knowledge that, for her, life had been lived.  She had had one chance.  She made a mistake.  She married the wrong man."

"Human beings were creatures of habit, and it was amazing the kind of things they could get used to.  You only had to look around you, to see that beatings with brass vases were the least of them."

"History's smell.  Like old roses on a breeze.  It would lurk forever in ordinary things. In coat hangers.  Tomatoes.  In the tar on roads.  In certain colors.  In the plates at a restaurant.  In the absence of words.  And the emptiness in eyes."

"In her mind she kept an organized, careful account of Things She'd Done For People, and Things People Hadn't Done For Her."

"People always loved best what they Identified most with."

"Fast foster flies:  -
"Never let it rest
"Until the fast is faster;
"And the faster's fest."

"When you hurt people, they begin to love you less.  That's what careless words do.  They make people love you a little less."

"And the Air was full Of Thoughts and Things to Say.  But at times like these, only the Small Things are ever said.  The Big Things lurk unsaid inside."

"Ariel the Tempest" - Ariel is a spirit who appears in William Shakespeare's play The Tempest.  Ariel is bound to serve the magician Prospero, who rescued him from the tree in which he was imprisoned by Sycorax, the witch who previously inhabited the island.

"An angry feeling rose in her and stopped around her heart A Far More Angry Than Necessary feeling."

"Mammachi had never met Margaret Kochamma.  But she despised her anyway.  Shopkeepers's daughter was how Margaret Kochamma was filed away in Mammachi's mind.  Mammachi's world was arranged that way."

"Mammachi had a separate entrance built for Chacko's room ... so that the objects of his 'Needs' wouldn't have to go traipsing through the house.  She secretly slipped them money to keep them happy.  They took it because they needed it.  They had young children and old parents.  Or husbands who spent all their earnings in toddy bars.  The arrangement suited Mammachi, because in her mind, a fee clarified things.  Disjuncted sex from love.  Needs from feelings."

"Leaving everybody to wonder where she had learned her effrontery from.  And truth be told, it was no small wondering matter.  Because Ammu had not had the kind of education, nor read the sorts of books, nor met the sorts of people, that might have influenced her to think the way she did.  She was just that sort of animal."

"He left behind a Hole in the Universe through which darkness poured like liquid tar.  Through which their mother followed without even turning to wave good-bye.  She left them behind, spinning in the dark, with no moorings, in a place with no foundation."

"If he touched her, he couldn't talk to her.  If he loved her, he couldn't leave.  If he spoke, he couldn't listen.  If he fought, he couldn't win."

"The lovers make a suicide pact, and are found the next morning, washed up on the beach with their arms around each other.  So everybody dies.  The fisherman, his wife, her live, and a shark that has no part in the story, but dies anyway.  The sea claims them all."

"Trapped in the bog of a story that was and wasn't theirs.  That had set out with the semblance of structure and order, then bolted like a frightened horse into anarchy."

"The twins, not rude, not polite, said nothing. They walked home together.  He and She.  We and Us."

"[She] did her best to face the tragedy with equanimity.  To pretend  to face the tragedy with equanimity.  She didn't take time off from her job.  She saw to it that [her daughter]'s school routine remained unchanged - Finish your homework.  Eat your egg.  No, we can't not go to school.  She concealed her anguish under the brisk, practical mask of a schoolteacher.  The stern, schoolteacher-shaped Hole in the Universe (who sometimes slapped)."

"They were both men whom childhood had abandoned without a trace.  Men without curiosity.  Without a doubt.  Both in their own way truly, terrifyingly adult.  They looked out at the world and never wondered how it worked, because they knew.  They worked it.  They were mechanics who services different parts of the same machine."

"[She] went forth into the world.  To drive a hard bargain.  To negotiate a friendship.  A friendship that, unfortunately, would be left dangling,  Incomplete.  Flailing in the air with no foothold.  A friendship that never circled around into a story which is why, far more quickly than ever should have happened, Sophie Mol became a Memory, while The Loss of Sophie Mol grew robust and alive.  Like a fruit in season.  Every season."

"[He] used 'I suppose' to disguise questions as statements.  He hated asking questions unless they were personal ones.  Questions signified a vulgar display of ignorance."

"Like the ticking of a clock.  A sound you hardly noticed, but would miss if it stopped."

"Feelings of contempt born of inchoate, unacknowledged fear - civilization's fear of nature, men's fear of women, power's fear of powerlessness.  Men's subliminal urge to destroy what he could neither subdue nor defy."

Sam Reviews "Down a Dark Hall" by Lois Duncan

"The girl clinging to [her father's arm in the picture] was harder to remember. Had her mother ever really been that young and carefree, so radiant with joy?"

"You do have talent, Kit.  Maybe someday you'll realize how much.  There are all sorts of talents in the world, and only one of them is music."

"The eyes were those of a girl who was not as sure on the inside as she appeared outwardly to be. 'Who am I?' the eyes asked. 'What is my place in life? Am I pretty? Do people like me? Does Jules like me? In what direction am I going? Will I accomplish anything worthwhile in my lifetime? Will I be happy? Am I worth loving?'"

"How strange, to be writing a letter which I know will never reach you. And yet, I must; perhaps having you to talk to is what is keeping me sane."

Sam Reviews: "It Will Never Happen to Me" by Claudia Black

"Should a child of an alcoholic neither become alcoholic, nor marry an alcoholic, emotional and/or psychological patterns develop which may cause problems for this person in adulthood. Adult children of alcoholics often have difficulties identifying and expressing feelings. They become rigid and controlling. Some find themselves overly dependent on others; they feel no sense of power of choice in the way they live. A pervasive sense of fear and guilt often exists in their lives. Many experience depression and frequently do not have the ability to feel close or to be intimate with another human being."

"I believe helplessness, despair and hopelessness cause family members to believe -- if you just ignore it, maybe it will not hurt; if you just ignore it, it may just go away."

"Children raised in alcoholic family structures have learned how to not trust others in talking about the real issues. They have also learned it is simply best to not trust that others will be there for them, emotionally, psychologically, and possibly even physically. To trust another means investing confidence, reliance, and faith in that person. Confidence, reliance, and faithfulness are virtues often missing in the alcoholic home. Children need to be able to depend on parents to meet their physical and emotional needs in order to develop trust. In alcoholic environments, parents simply are not consistently available to their children either by being drunk, physically absent, or mentally and emotionally preoccupied with alcohol, or with the alcoholic."

"I'm order for children to trust, they must feel safe. They need to be able to depend on their parents for friendly help, concern and guidance in responding to physical and emotional needs."

"The child is confused because one message is coming from his parent's words, and a contradictory message is coming from the body movement and tone of voice. Such confusing messages propel the child into a life of second guessing what is really happening."

"The single-most important ingredient in a nurturing relationship -- in any relationship -- is honesty. No child can trust, or be expected to trust, unless those around him are also open and honest about their own feelings."

"Love is caring enough to help but sometimes it runs out."

"People tend to deny and minimize both situations and feelings in order to hide their own pain; they don't want to be uncomfortable. It is this ability to deny which ultimately interferes in the emotional and psychological stability of children of alcoholics when they reach adulthood."

"It is easy to see how adjusters find mates who cause uproar. This state of living in constant agitation becomes their comfort zone because they are perpetuating childhood roles of adapting to inconsistent people. They know how to handle chaotic situations -- adjust. Yet, this kind of self-negating adjusting results in the person becoming depressed, isolated and lonely."

"I need to become more selfish. I must quit serving everyone else at my own expense, but I don't know how. I feel so guilty. Giving to others is not bad, but giving at the expense of our own well-being is destructive."

"Although they appear to be living their lives the way they want, they still feel apart from others; they feel lonely. They don't have equal relationships with others; and they always give too much and refrain from putting themselves in a position to receive."

"We are seeking help because we hurt as a result of your alcoholism. You can get help too, if you want, but we need and want help for ourselves regardless of what you do."

"Tell them from now on, this family is going to try to be more open and honest about family affairs and about feelings. Denial only harbors resentment, distrust and fear."

"I believe a child can survive a family crisis as long as he or she is told the truth and allowed to share the natural sequence of feelings people experience when they suffer."

"Emotions become so much more powerful when they are not outwardly expressed, secrets can cause a great deal more pain than is necessary."

"Before you, the adult child, are ready to continue in a therapeutic process, recognize two basic rights:  1) You have the right to talk about the real issues, and 2) you have the right to feel.  You no longer have to pretend things are different from how they are, or were. There are legitimate reasons for the way you feel. There are reasons for the craziness and the confusion you experience. By focusing on these issues, you are not blaming anyone for the situation but simply trying to readjust and live in a way which allows openness, honesty and love to be a normal, healthy part of your life."

"Acceptance of feelings, i.e. anger or joy, without a harsh judgment and a related major decision, combined with the ability to express feelings will decrease fear and feelings of alienation towards oneself."

"As these children of alcoholics become adults many of them continue to experience fear of confrontation. For so many adult children, confrontation is simple disagreement, or questioning -- but the fear is, nonetheless, intense and based on what they perceived to be a real confrontation. These fears may stem from years of harassment by a parent, which always resulted in the child feeling guilty or humiliated. These fears persist, also, because there was never any normal disagreement in their alcoholic homes. Any expressed disagreement resulted in yelling and loud arguing because the alcoholic could not tolerate anyone disagreeing with him/her. Disagreement was perceived by the alcoholic as betrayal, and resulted in actions which belittled and condemn the child."

"I have a lot of issues to deal with about my mother, her constant criticism, guilt because I didn't know why I was being criticized, and finally, my guilt for being alive."

"Extremely responsible, overachieving young people often become very rigid and controlling adults. They find it is necessary for them to manipulate other people. Controlling provides security, and not being in control would mean total insecurity."

"Children of alcoholics grow up never having shared their closest thoughts or feelings with even their very best friend. It is a very lonely, isolated way of growing up. This loneliness continues into adulthood because no one understood their trauma nor wanted to take the time to talk to these children."

Sam Reviews "Summer Sisters" by Judy Blume

"Victoria closes her eyes, breathing in the familiar scent, and for a moment it's as if they've never been apart.  They're still Vixen and Cassandra, summer sisters forever.  The rest is a mistake, a crazy joke."

"Her father, a man who looked surprised when hr opened their front door to find he had four noisy children inside.  A man if so few words he could spend a whole weekend without speaking."

"She imagined jumping into his arms, hugging him as hard as she could to show how thankful she was, but that would have embarrassed both of them."

"She's too tired to worry.  She can't remember what it's like to not be tired."

"Once Victoria gets a taste of another way of life, she'll be lost to them."

"All he wanted was a decent job, a family of his own, kids to love.  He'd be a real father, not that he'd ever seen one in action, but he'd figure it out. Then he met Tawny, a woman who knew her mind.  He liked that about her.  She was no wish-wash like his mother.  Now...hell, it's all different.  And it's made Tawny hard.  Nobody's fault.  Just the way it is."

"Caitlin didn't always tell the truth. She left things out. Sometimes, important things."

"She wondered if all the firsts in her life would go by so quickly, and be forgotten just as quickly."

"It was the kind of summer you don't write home about. Vix didn't exactly lie, but like Caitlin, she began to practice selective truth telling. What her family didn't know wouldn't hurt them."

"He was so laid back he was practically horizontal."

"They clasped hands, closed their eyes, and vowed to never be ordinary."

"'I like the way you worry about me,' Caitlin said.
"'Somebody has to.'"

"A person without curiosity may as well be dead."

"Maybe she was going to ignore Vix's question.   She did that when someone asked her something she didn't want to answer.  She'd just act as if she hadn't heard a word."

"She's a flake but she loves us."

"Fifteen years ago she'd thought they'd be together forever.  Fifteen years ago she'd woven ribbons through her hair."

"Save your tears for something important, Victoria. There's no need to display your emotions in public. Do you want those boys to have power over you?  Keep your feelings to yourself.  Don't ever show anyone your disappointment."

"'You know why she hates you?  It's because you get to escape.  We all hate you for that.' Lanie spoke without emotion, and suddenly Vix understood everything. She got to escape and they didn't."

"Tawny used to tell them Nathan was a gift from God, to teach them to be strong, to teach them to count their blessings.  But what about Nathan?  What kind of gift had God given him?"

"'Someday they're going to fall in love with me.'
"'Why both? Why not just one?'
"'Because it's more interesting if it's both.' "

"'Why does [your mother] have to die for you to grow up and take control of your own life?'"

"I don't like to see young girls getting in over their heads [with older boys].  It's just not wise."

"He's not like anything. He's a person who just happens to have been born with something he can't control. It could have happened to you. It could have happened to any of us. So the next time you see someone in a chair, someone spastic, just imagine if that were you! The same you who standing here now, but your mind's been trapped inside a body you can't control."

"You weren't always born to the right parents. And parents didn't necessarily get the kids they were meant to raise."

"She hated the unpredictability of her body. She hated being fourteen. It felt like a punishment. She just didn't know for what."

"Things change... Things happen... Things you can't even imagine when you're young and full of hope."

"There might be no tomorrow and even if there is, nobody gives a damn."

"Why anyone has children when they could have dogs is beyond me. You get everything from a dog you'd get from a child, plus total acceptance, absolute gratitude."

"She was beginning to see her father as her champion within the family.  She just wished he'd be more demonstrative, more open in his love, if love was what it was about."

"For the rest of her life, every lovers' quarrel would remind Vix of this night, this night when anger crackled in the air. She vowed been in there no guy would ever make her feel that bad."

"Love him? I hardly know him. I'll probably never see him again. It was mostly... Curiosity. But at least I got it out of the way."

"'Cold?' he asked, as she began to pull [the T-shirt] over her head.
"'No.'
"'Then don't...'
"So she didn't."

"'You're not scared if me, are you?' she teased in a husky voice, a voice she didn't recognize as her own.
"'Yeah, I am...' And from the way he said it she was almost sure it was true."

"Woody Allen was obsessed by [death].  Most creative geniuses are."

"She wanted me to make promises I wasn't ready to keep."

"There's something about being her first, about teaching her everything his way."

"She's got a new guy now.  Maybe he can make her come. Maybe he doesn't care if she doesn't."

"Sure he'll come...any second now. So what if he has to tell her he loves her during the act? At that moment he does."

"'God knows what she was following.'
"'Maybe she thought she was in love.'
"'That was her first mistake.'
"'And her last.'"

"You're so scared of that side of yourself you have to run away."

"You're an emotional iceberg, terrified of your own feelings."

"A letter telling him she loved him, apologizing for thinking only of herself that summer, for being too munch in love."

"One thing she knew, she wasn't going to wind up like her mother, disappointed and pissed off at the world."

"Every experience with Caitlin was unforgettable. That wasn't the point."

"How serious? Did she mean were they making plans? They never talked about the future. Wasn't it enough to be in love? Totally, completely, hopelessly in love?"

"'Vix isn't going to do anything foolish, are you?' Lamb asked, to ease Abby's fears.
"Before Vix could answer Abby said, 'But she's in love... Anyone with eyes can see that.'"

"If being in love means giving up your freedom, not to mention your opportunities, then I haven't missed anything."

"Sometimes she worried they were acting old, settled, more tired than excited when they were together. But that would change, wouldn't it, when she was out of school? The real world couldn't be this hard."

"How come he can't talk to them...to his daughters?  Do they know he loves them?"

"For a minute she considered letting down her guard, telling him how uncertain she is was about life and love and everything in between."

"She no longer knew her family, and they certainly didn't know her."

"If he expected her to argue he was mistaken.  She nodded her head calmly and just like that, with no discussion, no questions, no anything, they separated."

"He's always waiting and worrying she's going to end it.  Always looking for signs, expecting the worst. So he jumps the gun, says it out loud before she can. She doesn't even cry.  Nothing. That proves it, doesn't it?"

"Star comes on to him, suggests they get together. So they do. In the storeroom of her shop. ... 'Do me again,' Star says, an hour later. So he does her again. But when he falls asleep, he dreams only of Victoria."

"Live for the moment. There might be no tomorrow. And even if there is, nobody really gives a damn."

"Once I'd satisfied my curiosity... Well, we didn't have that much to say to one another. Two weeks was more than enough."

"She just hopes Vix won't slip back into her romance with Bru because it's easy, because he's there.  She knows how hard it is to break away..."

"The peonies crushing beneath her released their fragrance.  She would never smell peonies again without reliving this moment."

"The problem was, she didn't know what she wanted. Except him. She wanted him."

"Her father's hopes and dreams for her, if she had any, were never articulated."

"You're lucky. You don't have to live up to anyone's expectations but your own."

"She was amazed that these people, who seemed to her to have it made, were already looking for a way out."

"Do you marry someone because the sex is good? Do you marry someone because you know, deep down, he's a decent person, even if you can't talk about the same books?"

"He grabbed the jewelry box out of her hand and for a minute she thought he might hurl it into the river. But no, he shoved it back in his pocket, too practical to give in to his emotions. They were a lot alike, weren't they? Two people who had trouble sharing their thoughts. Two people who kept everything inside. Had she mistaken his silence for depth? His wounded look for sensitivity? She didn't know. She didn't know anything except she wasn't ready. She couldn't promise him the rest of her life. She had no idea where she was going."

"There's a Caitlin in every junior high. You have to get over her and get on with your life."

"Maia worried every time she met a new guy about how it would end, how bad she'd feel when it did, how long it would take her to get over him, whether it was even worth the trouble in the first place. She had no time or energy for bad relationships."

"Some people never get over their first loves. They spend their whole lives trying to recapture the thrill. Sometimes, after fifty years they get back together. They meet at some reunion or other and realize they were meant to be together."

"Victoria is the least spontaneous person in our entire class, but I'd trust her with my life."

"Her life was full. It was interesting. A person didn't necessarily have to be in love."

"Got to keep in touch with your old friends. Old friends know you best."

"For a moment it was as if they'd never been apart. They were still Vixen and Cassandra, summer sisters forever. The rest was a mistake, a crazy joke."

"Caitlin isn't someone to get over. She's someone to come to terms with, the way you have to come to terms with your parents, your siblings. You can't deny they ever happened. You can't deny you ever loved the., love them still, even if loving them causes you pain."

"Caitlin was the magnet. She was just a particle in her magnetic field."

"This island of memories - all the best and worst of her life."

"Maybe that's his problem. He loves them both. He's glad he doesn't have to choose. Glad they've done it for him."

"'I'll always love you. Promise you'll always love me?'
"'You know I will.' And it's true, no matter what, she'll always love Caitlin."

"Love is a hard game to play, my darlings, play it well."

Sam Reviews "My Drunk Holidays! How to Savor and Celebrate the Year" by Hannah Hart

I love Hannah, and I was very curious to see how she wrote this book.  I still strongly prefer her memoir writing.  Some things in this book, like in My Drunk Kitchen, feels forced. Also, whole Hannah admittedly speaks with a skepticism, this book has a strong mood-dampening underlier.  While it tries to be fun a whimsical it sometimes comes off as doomsday. I still value her contribution and intend to support her, this book was not as light and fun to read as the first, and not nearly as heartfelt as Buffering.


"To all our siblings, who taught us how to celebrate, Savor, and survive."

"Trust has to be tested.  That's how you know it's more than words."

"Ah!  'All things come to those who wait' -
"(I say these words to make me glad).
"But something answers soft and sad -
"They come, but often come too late!"
-Lady Mary Montgomerie Currie

"I always thought that 'holding a grudge' implied some intention of vengeance.  Retaliation.  My response is so much more passive than that. ...  The thought simply being 'Ah, you have betrayed me.  I suppose now I'll have to...never trust you again.'"

"People don't just have affairs.  Affairs are symptoms of dysfunction within a relationship. If you can avoid dysfunction, then you can avoid affairs."

"Conflict Resolution:
"Take turns listening to each other's experience without comment.
"Make room in your emotional experience to see it from their perspective.
"Say things like, 'I can see why you'd feel that way.' Show compassion for their experience.
"Stay connected with your body. If you feel it tensing, take a deep breath and stay focused on the conversation at hand.
"If you're getting too hot under the collar, take a 10-minute break and reset. Write down what it is you want them to hear. What is your goal for the conversation? What do you want them to know?
"Make a plan for next time an issue like this comes up.
"Kiss and make up."

"Time will pass quickly and casually, like a pickpocket taking all your best intentions."

 

Sam Reviews "Me & Emma" by Elizabeth Flock

"Momma doesn't like to think about things too hard.  I wish I could be more like that.  Seems like all I do is think on things and pretty soon they're worn out in my mind."

"I got handed lemons, too, y'know, but I learned how to make lemonade with them.  No one ever told me I had to add sugar but that's life for you.  It ain't sweet."

"Some days are talking-to-Momma days, some days aren't."

"My head bounces against the counter on its way down, which makes it a little harder not to cry.  But I don't. Cry. That'd be the kiss of death with Momma."

"'I hate you, you little savage. You hear me? I hate you. I hate the way you look, I hate the way you walk, I hate everything about you....'
"I know Momma doesn't mean this. She's just mad and when Momma gets mad she has trouble with her mouth - it won't stop moving, is what the trouble is."

"You know a man can work on his carving his whole life and not git any better at it.  Other things, well, you git better at 'em if you do 'em over an over again through the years. Not wood. You can stay just as bad a carver as you were the day you were born if that's the way it's s'posed to be."

"Answer a question with a question and everyone wins."

"You've never settled into life. You want life to be better to you but it ain't like that.  Not for folks like us.  Life's hard. That's the way it is."

"[She] pulls her case out, settling it on the mattress. It lies there with an open mouth ready to gobble up their lives and sprit it them away from here."

"Sometimes little sisters don't think things through, so it's up to big sisters to help them with that."

Sam Reviews "Gun Machine" by Warren Ellis

“Lots of cops married nurses.  Nurses understood the life:  murderous shiftwork, long stretches of boredom, sudden adrenaline spikes, blood everywhere.”

“Naked shotgun man was going to blow away any asshole who tried to take his home from him because this was his home and no one could make him do anything he didn’t want to do and also he had a shotgun.  He didn’t mention being naked.  Tallow presumed that he was simply too angry for clothes.”

“There was a dark speckling [of blood] on his left side.  Jim Rosato was always on his left side.  Jim never let him drive.”

“For all your big talk about the bad week you’re having, you’re not even angry.  You’re just tired.”

“[He] let the city keep him company for as long as he could stand it.”

“[He] had worked the streets long enough to know that it didn’t always take a big thing to send someone to the point where it seemed to him that the best option was to live outdoors and eat out of garbage sacks.”

“One day his world fell apart and he figured the only way he could force life to make sense again was to walk out into the hallway naked with a shotgun and scream.  It doesn’t always take much to make that happen.  This time, just [an eviction] letter shoved under the door.”

“Doesn’t matter where I get my appetite from so long as I eat at home.”

“Talia’s like this Scandinavian Amazon who can break rocks with her boobs.  She could fit Scarly in her armpit.  Sometimes I think she likes Scarly just because she was the most portable lesbian available.”

"A laugh like bones being rattled in a tin."

"A room that hummed with the sound of machines.  It did not quite smother a sudden composition of sounds from the next floor up:  screams like a cat being dismembered, a deep thump that shook the ceiling; the noise of someone trying to cry while unable to draw breath."

"Testing structures in his mind.  Foundations of fact, scaffolding of speculation." 

"When there was a good evening ahead, with the sky still light, it was like you stole a whole extra day from the world."

"You ever cheat on a girlfriend?  Then you know.  You break a part of the ethical compact, the basic rule that says You Don't Do That, and it's only hard once.  When the sun doesn't go out because you've been so evil...well, it's easier the next time. And the next time. "

"The idea crept out like a spider and set off an autonomic repulsion.  He just didn't want to be part of...  The thought went:  I just don't want to be part of people's lives."

"The jokes turned to ash and blew down the radio waves and away.  Smoke signals."

Sam Reviews "I'm Happy for You (Sort of...Not Really) by Kay Wills Wyma

"Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content."
- Helen Keller

"What we see is often just a snapshot.  Mistaking the Glimpse for reality generally leads us to either judge or covet. Neither of which is beneficial for anyone involved.  One moment does not define a life."

"The answer to our mental self-obsession appears to be pulling the reins on those wandering thoughts and bringing our minds back to the people standing next to us.  Relationship seems to be key to our search for peace.  I can choose to simply accept the kindness without making it about me in some negative way. "

"Jelousy is a useless, time-wasting emotion that's eating me alive."
- A. J. Jacobs

Schadenfreude:  Harm-joy

"And I asked myself, am I loving them well? Really loving them for who they are, not who I want them to be or think they ought to be or who society says they should be? Am I loving them for the special individuals they are? Am I helping them discover their unique gifting and building them up in that? Even when such gifting might take them down a road that looks a bit different from what I or everyone around me expects or values?"

"We should love men enough not to envy."
-Francis Schaeffer

"One of the biggest problems with envy is it shows a lack of appreciation for my own uniqueness and worth.  When you and I envy another person, we aren't even seeing ourselves.  The other one, the envied one, becomes all-important to us. He's gifts, her successes, their achievements! We spend our energies watching someone else, being threatened by that person, not wanting him or her to succeed.  So, in the process, we don't develop our own potential...
"Suppose we can see the successes, the accomplishments, the victories of others as gifts also. That puts them in a different light, when I'm doing that, I discovered, it's hard to keep on envying them. I find myself beginning to celebrate, to rejoice in, what God is doing through them. And that's a victory I could never win by myself.  It's a gift of grace."
-William Brownson

" If I can keep in mind that the wall to which I am racing has been uniquely predestined and calibrated to my specifications, I can break free from envy and discontent. I can be happy for you when you hit a home run. I can find satisfaction in doing my best."

"To be nobody-but-yourself-in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else-means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting."
-e.e. cummings

"Excellence is not being the best but doing your best."
-Unknown

"If they can go through their lives looking for and appreciating what's good in their friendships, in their romantic relationships and in their work - even if their work is more modest than it would have been 10 years ago - they can live an incredibly satisfying life that way."
-Barry Schwartz

"Unexpected adventure makes for a better story."
-Lynn O'Rourke Hayes

"It isn't wrong to have goals and hopes and dreams. Or to work diligently toward such things. But when those expectations determine our contentment, we may have a problem. Because things usually don't end up the way we think they will."

"A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour."
-Unknown

Sam Reviews "Fat Girl" by Judith Moore

"I hate myself.  I have almost always hated myself, but it's not for bad things I've done.  I do not hate myself for betrayals, for going behind the back of someone who trusted me.  I hate myself because I am not beautiful. I hate myself because I am fat."

"Think of your head as an unsafe neighborhood; don't go there alone."
- Augusten Burroughs, Dry

"People said that inside every fat person a thin person longed to pop out.  I did not believe that. I believed that inside every fat person was a hole the size of the world; I believed that every fat person wanted to fill that hole by eating the world. It wasn't enough to eat food. You had to swallow air, you had to chew up everyone who got near you."

"I hung my head, shut my fat trap and wisely, said nothing.  Nothing was your best bet with mama."

"As mean as she was, her voice was beautiful when she sang, and while she was singing I loved her."

"Grammy kept on not dying, because you could not call what she did 'living'."

"The female human being, given a certain unseemly interpretation of her childhood, specific to the absence of the male parent, will tend to fixate on unavailable males."
-Carrie Fisher, Surrender the Pink

Sam Reviews "Bird Box" by Josh Malerman

"What else might they like if given the chance to view it?  What would the Girl think of a fox?  A racoon?  Even cars were a myth, with only Malorie's amateur drawings as reference.  Boots, bushes, gardens, storefronts, buildings, streets  and stars.  Why, she would have to recreate the globe for them.  But the best they got was fish.  And the Boy loved them. "

"'In a way, time doesn't mean anything anymore.  But it's one of the only things we have that resembles the lives we used to live.'
"'The passing of time?'
"'Yeah.  And what we do with it.'"

"When the cadences oppose, she feels like she could die."

"Maybe animals can't go mad because their brains are too small."

"It's possible that animals don't have the capacity to go mad. Maybe a thing has to be smart enough to lose its mind."

"Muted colors of decay rather than the explosive hues of impact."

"Gary is explaining to Don the way Frank thought. Always the way Frank thought. Never quite what Gary thinks himself."

"Far behind, she heads something she's never heard.  It's like lightning.  A new kind. Or like birds, all of them, in every tree, no longer singing, no longer cooing, but screaming."

"It is better to face madness with a plan than to sit still and let it take you in pieces."

Sam Reviews "Fight Club" by Chuck Palahniuk

"Destroying every scrap of history."

"This isn't about love as in caring.  This is about property as in ownership."

"Where would Jesus be if no one had written the gospels?"

"Crying is right at hand in the smothering dark, closed inside someone else, when you see how everything you can ever accomplish will end up as trash. Anything you're ever proud of will be thrown away."

"This is when I'd cry because right now, your life comes down to nothing, and not even nothing, oblivion.  It's easy to cry when you realize that everyone you love will reject you or die."

"Losing all hope was freedom."

"Because I can't hit bottom, I can't be saved."

"This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time."

"One minute was enough, a person had to work hard for it, but a minute of perfection was worth the effort.  A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection."

"You've got your sofa issue handled.  Then the right set of dishes. Then the perfect bed. The drapes. The rug. Then you're trapped in your lovely nest, and the things you used to own, now they own you."

"A lot of young people try to impress the world and buy too many things. A lot of young people don't know what they really want. Young people, they think they want the whole world. If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't."

"May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect."

"I just don't want to die without a few scars."

"Nothing is static. Even the Mona Lisa is falling apart."

"Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer.  Maybe self-destruction is the answer."

"Maybe we need to break everything to make something better out of ourselves."

"Nothing was solved when the fight was over, but nothing mattered."

"Sometimes you do something, and you get screwed. Sometimes it's the things you don't do, and you get screwed."

"I am Joe's Enraged, Inflamed Sense of Rejection."

"According to the ancient Chinese custom we all learned from television, Tyler is responsible for Marla, forever, because Tyler saved Marla's life."

"The girl is infectious human waste, and she's confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing so she won't commit to anything.  [She] has no faith in herself, and she's worried that as she grows older, she'll have fewer
and fewer options. Good luck."

"I should run from self-improvement, and I should be running towards disaster.  I can't just play it safe anymore."

"It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything."

"A tiger can smile
"A snake will say it loves you
"Lies make us evil."

"The last thing I want is [her] moving on, one piece of crap at a time."

"Maybe the point is not to forget the rest of yourself if one little part might go bad."

"There are a lot of things we don't want to know about the people we love."

"If this might be the last time they saw you, they really saw you. You had their full attention. People listened instead of just waiting for their turn to speak."

"Only through destroying myself can I discover the greater power of my spirit."

"I wanted to destroy everything beautiful I'd never have."

"Sweet woodruff gives soap a cut grass smell."

"If you're male and you're Christian and living in America, your father is your model for God.  And if you never knew your father, if your father bails out or dies or is never at home, what do you believe about God?"

"A moment was the most you could ever expect from perfection."

"That old saying, about how you always kill the thing you love, well it works both ways."

"Sometimes you find your father in your career."

"How everything you ever love will reject you or die.  Everything you ever create will be thrown away.  Everything you're proud of will end up as trash."

"We are not special.  We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens."

Afterword:

"There is nothing a blue-collar nobody in Oregon with a public school education can imagine that a million-billion people haven't already done."

"Being tired isn't the same as being rich, but most of the time it's close enough."

Sam Reviews "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest" by Ken Kesey

"[She] thinks any word or gesture that does not smack od brickyard brawn and brutality is a word or gesture of weak dandyism."

"It's like an old clock that won't tell time but won't stop neither, with the hands bent out of shape and the face bare of numbers and the alarm bell rusted silent, an old, worthless clock that just keeps ticking and cuckooing without meaning nothing."

"As soon as you let down your guard, as soon as you lose once, she's won for good.  And eventually we all got to lose.  Nobody can help that."

"There's no better way in the world  to aggravate somebody who's trying to make it hard for you than by acting like you're not bothered."

"His face is out to me like the face of a beggar, needing so much more'n anybody can give."

"You got to understand that as soon as a man goes to help somebody, he leaves himself wide open."

"Just like she was above him, and sex, and everything else that's weak and of the flesh."

"There'd be my face in the mirror...and I'd think, That ain't me, that ain't my face.  I wasn't even me when I was trying to be that face.  I wasn't even really me then; I was just being the way I looked, the way people wanted.  It don't seem like I ever been me."

"I was seeing him different than when he first came in; I was seeing more to him than just big hands and red sideburns and a broken-nosed grin.  I'd see him do things that didn't fit with his face or hands, things like painting a picture ... or like writing letters to somebody in a beautiful flowing hand. How could a man who looked like him paint pictures or write letters to people or he upset and worried like I saw him once when he got a letter back?"

"He hadn't let what he looked like run his life one way or another."

"You don't have to apologize for my noi nadequacies, my friend.  It neither fits your character nor complements mine."

"I wanted to reach over and touch the place where he was tattooed, to see if he was still alive. He's lying awful quiet, I told myself, I got to touch him to see if he still alive... That's a lie. I know he's still alive. That ain't the reason I want to touch him. I want to touch him because he's a man. That's a lie too. There's other men around. I could touch them I want to talk to him because I'm one of those queers! But that's a lie too. That's one fear hiding behind another. If I was one of those queers I want to do other things with him. I just want to touch him because he's who he is."

"Perhaps the more insane a man is, the more powerful he could become."

"You have to laugh at the things that hurt you to keep yourself in balance."

"An expression that was allowed only because he figured it'd be too dark for anybody in the car to see, dreadfully tired and strained and frantic, like there wasn't enough time left for something he had to do..."

"His relaxed, good-natured voice doled out his life for us to live, a rollicking past full of kid fun and drinking buddies and loving women and barroom battles over meager honors - for all of us to dream ourselves into."

"[He was] growing almost into a legend. A man out of sight can't be made to look weak."

"Her shoulders and breasts and hips were too wide and her grin too big and open for her to ever be called beautiful, but she was pretty and she was healthy."