The Saucy Wenches Book Club

A firstfoot was to bring gifts to the house: an egg, a faggot of wood, a bit of salt — and a bit of whisky, thus insuring that the household would not lack for the necessities during the coming year. ~ Diana Gabaldon, The Fiery Cross

>>>Good morning, Max. >>>Hello, Riley. >>>What have you done since our last session? >>>Max has read 895,013 books. Wow. That’s in one week.... >>>Any favorites? >>> The Count of Monte Cristo . >>>Is that out of this latest group or every book you’ve read so far? >>>All. >>>And how many is that? >>>201,773,124. >>>Jesus. Should I be worried? >>>About? >>>Out of two hundred million books, your favorite so far is a revenge story about someone who was wrongfully imprisoned. ~ Blake Crouch, Summer Frost

“Beautiful means ‘full of beauty.’ Beautiful is not about how you look on the outside, beautiful is about what you’re made of. Beautiful people spend time discovering what their idea of beauty on this earth is. They know themselves well enough to know what they love, and they love themselves enough to fill up with a little of their particular kind of beauty each day.” ~ Glennon Doyle Melton, Love Warrior

“You must know monsters well, wolf girl.” “I’ve never met one in the wild. They don’t live there.” ~ Charlotte McConaghy, Once There Were Wolves

Making a proper Christmas for Brianna every year had been wonderful; I’d felt as though the festivity was for me, as well — the joy of doing things I’d read or heard about, but never done or seen. Frank, the only one of us who had truly experienced the traditional British Christmas, was the authority on menus, gift wrapping, carol singing, and other arcane lore. From the decorating of the tree until it came down after New Year’s, the house was full of excited secrets, with an underlying sense of peace. To have that in our new house, with everyone together... ~ Diana Gabaldon, Go Tell the Bees That I Am Gone

Not all worth knowing can be found between the covers of compendiums, my boy. Let’s simply say that my academy was the thoroughfare, my primer experience, and my instructor the fickle finger of fate. ~ Amor Towles, The Lincoln Highway

“Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.” ~ Isaac Asimov, Foundation