The Saucy Wenches Book Club

“Fist my bump.” ~ Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary

“Picture each worry like a gift. Put them in order, from the mildest to the most intense. Imagine yourself picking up each one and wrapping it with care. Picture yourself placing the gift under a tree, and then walking away.” ~ Jennifer Weiner, That Summer

Show man ignoble work and easy sex, and there went civilization. ~ Stacey Abrams, While Justice Sleeps

Stories are the wells we dip into to be reminded of who we are, and the ways we reassure ourselves that, however obscure we may appear to others, we are actually important, even crucial, to the ongoing drama of survival: personal, societal, and even as a species. ~ Jean Hanff Korelitz, The Plot

It can’t be a story unless the aliens invade and lay waste, and some dame bursts out of her jumpsuit. ~ Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

“From bells to cannons and back again, from now until the end of time. Such is the fate of iron ore.” ~ Amor Towles, A Gentleman in Moscow

Inside the pages of each and every book was a whole other world. He could disappear inside that world whenever he needed to — whenever he felt the outside world, and other people, pressing in on him — a pressure from social contact and expectations that was surely routine for everyone else, but affected him much more intensely and inexplicably. But he could also experience things from other people’s points of view and learn their lessons alongside them, and — most important to him — discover the key to living a happy life.” ~ Natalie Jenner, The Jane Austen Society

  “This is our role: To weave together those disparate energies. To manipulate and mitigate and, through the prism of our awareness, produce a singular force that cannot be denied. To make of cacophony, symphony.” ~ N.K. Jemisin, The Stone Sky ( Broken Earth #3)

But we weren't ready to become adults. Someone should have stopped us. ~ Fredrik Backman, Anxious People

“Libraries are lungs ... books the fresh air breathed in to keep the heart beating, to keep the brain imagining, to keep hope alive.” ~ Janet Skeslien Charles, The Paris Library

“I’d begun to understand also ... that people often felt the need to prepare a side of themselves to display to passers-by — as they might in a store window — and that such a display needn’t be taken so seriously once the moment had passed.” ~ Kazuo Ishiguro, Klara and the Sun

“Love cannot be reduced to a catalogue of reasons why, and a catalogue of reasons cannot be put together into love.” ~ Eleanor Catton, The Luminaries

I tell you what, there’s nothing like having a mother around when you’re thinking of scary shit. ~ Stephen King, Later

Knock-knock-knock. No, that’s not creepy at all. Being in a spaceship twelve light-years from home and having someone knock on the door is totally normal. ~ Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary

“You live in a magic house.” “It likes to read,” Nesta admitted, patting a stack of the romances. “We’ve bonded over that.” Gwyn whispered to the room, “What’s your favorite book?” One thumped on the table beside Emerie’s cake, and Gwyn squawked in surprise. But then rubbed her hands together. “Oh, this is delightful.” ~ Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Silver Flames

“A sea roared inside her and made demands, but she waded it, she bobbed up, took a breath, and opened her eyes to the cold winter morning. Then she rose because the day was there, the world was there, and she wanted to be part of it.” ~ Silvia Moreno-Garcia, The Beautiful Ones