104 Quotes by Jennifer McMahon

Katherine believed that when the work was going well things just fell into place, as if by magic. It was the artist’s job to open herself up, let herself be guided to whatever the next step might be.

In the water, dark and deep where she waits, fast asleep All alone, pale and cold, don’t wake her up, or she’ll catch hold Her soothing voice, so soft and low is the last thing you’ll ever know Four simple words whispered in your ear, a gentle wind only you can hear: Come swimming with me.

Tracer was a good guy, but Ruthie didn’t understand how one individual could smoke the amount of pot he did and still function.

May 13 Deduction. Reduction. Redaction. How much has been redacted from the carefully curated version of our story?

Mama and I are curled up, pressed against each other like twin commas.

Some people are made stronger by loss. Others are broken by it.

The people who are stuck between here and there, waiting. It reminds me of winter, how everything is all pale and cold and full of nothing, and all you can do is wait for spring.

Think of me. Remember me. Love me.

The truth was, he believed he was the luckiest man on earth to have these two for a wife and daughter – it was like getting to live with fairies or mermaids, some breathtakingly beautiful creatures he was not meant to understand fully.