Dear God, she was getting turned on in the middle of a roadside emergency. This had to stop.
— Miranda LiassonSome people wish they were as happy as or happy like some people think they are.
— Mokokoma MokhonoanaDo you picture long nights making love by the fire and talking about everything and anything under the sun, and do you have the feeling that of anyone in the world, he just gets you? Like no other person in the world ever can?
— Miranda LiassonToni Morrison said that if you can't find the book you want to read, write it. So I did! It's high time to give our heroines a different kind of happy ending.
— Diane Claire BenantHe wasn’t looking for a soulmate. That would require having a soul to share, and he’d sold his off long ago.
— Miranda LiassonBecause she did love him, and not from afar, not with the moony dreaminess she’d used as a crutch for so many years, but with a deep, aching tenderness she felt might just kill her.
— Miranda LiassonHe was making up a story, and she was buying into his bullshit. That was a recipe for disaster.
— Miranda LiassonTaking over Kingston Shoes would be the final string that would unravel and cut them off from one another for good.
— Miranda LiassonShe’d vowed to be braver and take more risks, but this seemed out of her league. Because sometimes what you wanted the most was the one thing you were most afraid to get.
— Miranda LiassonWe are sometimes dragged into a pit of unhappiness by someone else’s opinion that we do not look happy.
— Mokokoma Mokhonoana