The Saucy Wenches Book Club

The grief that must fill the world is incomprehensible. Our small dose felt as large as the sun, didn’t it? ~ Virginia Evans, The Correspondent: A Novel

She made me feel alive. She made me want to fight to keep living, to not let the monsters and the darkness win, because it was so much better being surrounded by her light. And if her penchant for taser play had taught me anything, she could more than put me in my place if necessary. She was my match, my queen, and I would spend the rest of my life worshipping her like one if she let me. ~ Navessa Allen, Caught Up

“Everything is connected. The wing of the corn beetle affects the direction of the wind, the way the sand drifts, the way the light reflects into the eye of man beholding his reality. All is part of totality, and in this totality man finds his hozro , his way of walking in harmony, with beauty all around him.” ~ Tony Hillerman, The Ghostway

The varieties of silence are as numerous as those of speech or thought. Or of listening. ~ Ian McEwan, What We Can Know

... It’s about learning to live in partnership with one another in small communities, and at the same time, working out a sustainable partnership with our environment. It’s about treating education and adaptability as the absolute essentials that they are. ~ Octavia E. Butler, Parable of the Talents

“Bless your heart,” I said. “And that means?” Solentine raised his eyebrows. “ Eat dirt and die. I should’ve let Krasta slice up your arm. You’re an insufferable ass.” ~ Ilona Andrews, This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me