32 Quotes by Jardine Libaire

No one asked Jamey to be the policeman and pastor of egos. Why does he think this is his obligation?

The dreaminess of the night shift is constant, and objects float – keys and coffee cups and Chinese containers and tissues. Time seems free to do what it wants.

A returned love letter is written in the most violent language, by your own hand.

But Elise eclipses the woman from Jamey’s future, the lady in tennis whites flashing her diamond as she drinks orange juice fresh-squeezed by a maid. A woman Jamey never quite believed in anyway.

Seeing herself do this, Elise realizes she always knew she would give the fruit away, at this exact moment, to that girl, with this exact feeling in her heart.

So much of life is about standing on the curb, willing to see what rolls up.

No one’s here this time of year except caretakers: often alcoholic friends of the family who can’t handle society, who hide and take care of mansions and animals. He.

She thinks in wild gardens, and his thoughts are espaliered into an introduction with a thesis, then supporting paragraphs, and a conclusion. She.

She comes from fighters – her mom can drive a stick shift, smoke a cigarette, drink a soda, put on mascara, and deliver a smack to every member of the family without taking her eyes off the highway.