Tracy Ewens Quotes & Sayings

Thanks. I was looking for" - he pulled a scrap of paper from his pocket - "Ms. Jeffries. She teaches Shakespeare, poor woman. Do you know where I can find her?" Cynda pointed to Anna right as she stood to leave. "Oh, sorry. I didn't realize. — Tracy Ewens

Okay, well, this has been enlightening and insulting, so thank you for both. — Tracy Ewens

there's a lot of pressure this year with the team. I don't have the luxury of fairies and whatever other crap is in your precious plays. I have a job to do, a real one in the real world. — Tracy Ewens

Meg considered her three big sisters, three different women united in a childhood of memories and the adult lives they'd fumbled through. She had spent her life trying to outrun and outperform each of their shadows, but she'd grown up on her adventures and returned home with clear vision. — Tracy Ewens

Not his circus, not his monkeys. — Tracy Ewens

Let's not launch into another round of how hot the not-so-new football coach is again, please." "Excuse me," a deep voice from behind Annabelle interrupted them. Cynda's jaw all but fell to the table. Anna turned but already knew who was standing in the doorway. Of course the coach himself would be right there. That's how reality worked. — Tracy Ewens

She once watched a documentary and learned that the brain was 2 percent of a human's body weight, and it was a testament to the neck and the spinal cord that it managed to hold the whole thing upright. — Tracy Ewens

Sweetie, there's nothing 'just' about being a plumber. We are literally the person everyone calls when the shit hits the floor. — Tracy Ewens

It's sort of like books. Yeah, you know how you read certain books and at the last page you're filled with the story and you sort of don't want to leave the characters? — Tracy Ewens

Couldn't he have come out and greeted her like a civil human being instead of lurking from his kitchen while she shared a clearly intimate moment with his brisket? — Tracy Ewens

But oh, the irony of meeting about green initiatives over tiny disposable water bottles. — Tracy Ewens

it was better to be a quiet surprise than a loud letdown. — Tracy Ewens

Cynda and her current crazy boyfriend. This one was a nude painter. He didn't paint nudes, he painted in the nude. — Tracy Ewens

It occurred to Meg that there were probably a lot of her mother's friends she'd never met. "Naughty Book Club. They've known each other for a few years. — Tracy Ewens

Have you ever played a sport?" Dane asked, attention still on the field. He knew she was there? That startled her a little, and Anna wondered if she'd be perpetually uncomfortable in the presence of Dane Sivac, not that she would let that show. "I have of late - but wherefore I know not - lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises," flew off her lips before she had a chance to stop herself. — Tracy Ewens

After the news Kate had called him with last night, Grady found himself wishing there was more than coffee in his cup. There was a lull in the bickering, so Grady tried again. "For the last damn time, I am not gay," he said quietly. "Okay, so you say. I mean if that's your story, I'm fine with that," Stanley said, rolling his eyes. "Well that's just great." Grady stood and made eye contact with Kate. — Tracy Ewens

He saw politics as a jumbled mess that accomplished little if anything at — Tracy Ewens

joy and love came from so many places and often went hand in hand with pain. — Tracy Ewens

Nikki Giovanni, 'We love because it's the only true adventure. — Tracy Ewens

She was the baby and the sister most likely being lectured when their mother assessed all four of them and scrunched her face. "Meg, honestly, did you even try brushing that rat's nest? — Tracy Ewens

The fog, which Meg knew from her father wasn't fog at all, but low-lying clouds, began to burn off as the morning sun continued its climb through a blue-gray sky. The Golden Gate Bridge came into focus right before her eyes through a cloud that caressed the crimson metal into view. — Tracy Ewens

she surveyed the chaos of her apartment and told herself, as she had almost every morning for the past two years, that she would start unpacking when she got home. — Tracy Ewens