293 Quotes by Jennifer Weiner

I should have been moved. I wasn’t. It was as if I’d been frozen, as if I was now a woman made of ice, and he’d come at me not with a torch or even a candle, but with a toothpick, and was plink plink plinking against the smooth impenetrability of my body. I couldn’t feel a thing.

Character is character and voice is voice, which translates nicely from writing novels to writing TV. But the process is different. You have a writer’s room, people pitch you jokes and you collaborate.

The ones who nod in sympathy when their friends talked about street harassment, but whose lived experience involved more shouts of “lose some weight” than cat calls and leers. The.

It’s as if the fasion designers decided that once a woman hit a certain weight, she’d have no need for business suits, for skirts and blazers, for anything except glorified sweatsuits, and they tried to apologize for dressing us like overaged Teletubbies by silk-screening daisies on the tops.

There’s all kinds of love in the world, and not all of it looks like the stuff in greeting cards.

I listened, thinking this was a Drew I’d never seen. One who saw her own privilege. One who was trying to do better.

And remember-no woman ever said, on her deathbed, I wish I’d eaten less cake.

Women had made progress – Jo only had to look as far as the television set to see it – but she wondered whether they would ever not try to have it all and do it all and do it all flawlessly. Would the day ever come when simply doing your best would be enough?

Still waters run deep, I’d thought. Later, I learned that silence did not necessarily guarantee depth.