The Saucy Wenches Book Club

His voice haunts me. His sentences are in my ears, his love, which I look for and can’t find because it is gone, has made the entire world seem empty around me.
~ Lauren Groff, Florida

His dad had told him many times that the definition of a real man is one who cries without shame, reads poetry with his heart, feels opera in his soul, and does what’s necessary to defend a woman.
~ Delia Owens, Where the Crawdads Sing

“Life is too short to hold in a single tear, a single laugh, a single breath. Biology is how we exist. Emotions are how we live.”

Jewel E. Ann, Scarlet Stone

“I want ye to make me say, ‘Oh, God,’ for ye.”

“That … could be arranged.” I’d cooled down during our walk, but the last five minutes had lit me like a candle, and if I’d wanted to go home and take off my stays before, I was now wondering whether I could wait that long.

“Good,” he said, pulling his hands out of my skirt. “And then I’ll see what I can make you say, mo nighean donn.”

“See if you can make me say, ‘Don’t stop.’”

~ Diana Gabaldon, Written in My Own Heart’s Blood

He gave her a look. "I am going to ignore ― just for a minute ― how much my geek side is loving that apparently there is a goblin king in the world. And that he is ― again apparently ― here in the Tri-Cities. Even knowing that David Bowie is gone, I am giddy about this." He said this all in a very dry, professional tone.

I was really starting to like this guy.

Storm Cursed by Patricia Briggs

“If you did not like the show, honey, my name is Nancy Reagan and go fuck yourself.”
~ Chablis
― John Berendt,
Midnight In The Garden Of Good And Evil