The Saucy Wenches Book Club

To borrow a human expression: fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. And also, fuck that pea-brained software developer to Hell. ~ Barbara Truelove, Of Monsters and Mainframes

Each day, I was building a life of my choosing, and it was a good life. I knew what was missing, but I was also appreciative of what was there. ...The new land had chosen to keep me, and I responded with every bit of determination and care that this honor deserved. ~ Shelley Read, Go as a River

“2010! To have been alive then in those resourceful raucous times, when the sea stood off at a respectful distance, when you could walk in any direction as far as you liked and keep your feet dry.” ~ Ian McEwan, What We Can Know

“Their system isn’t for us,” her mother said. “We were left out of their calculations from the start.” “The PMs are supposed to promote human flourishing.” “The question is who gets to be a human. That has always been the question.” ~ Ray Nayler, Where the Axe Is Buried

“You hold on to her. But who could hold on to the wind? And—better yet—who would be so foolish as to trust—to love—such a wild being?” ~ Rebecca Ross, Wild Reverence

“But I’m starting to think Thoreau might have been full of shit. If we aren’t living for others, maybe we aren’t really living.” ~ Jess Walter, So Far Gone

“So long as you can hear the waters, everything seems possible: that the sun is the moon, that a star is a cloud, that dusk is dawn, and everything is both hallowed and haunted at the same time.” ~ Amal El-Mohtar, The River Has Roots