Beth Harbison Quotes

Well, you get my point: You've go one life with zero guarantees, so you do your best, adapt if possible, and keep on breathing. I recommend striving for happiness, but many opt for duty and responsibility. Mileage varies.

Here's the only thing I know for sure: Chopped pineapple is incredible on hot dogs. Honest to God, I love pineapple on everything- I would probably even eat it off a cadaver's hand- but toss it with a little chopped red onion and put it on a hot dog, and it's bliss. There's not a lot you can count on in this world, but pineapple? It's solid.

You know," she confided, "your recipe for Cajun Chicken Pasta? On page twenty-eight?" She nodded toward the book I'd just signed for her.
"Yes?"
"Totally works with skim milk instead of heavy cream." She nodded proudly. "Not that I tried the cream version. I'm sure in a blind taste test that's the one I'd prefer, but skim works!"
I imagined the dish, using milk in the pan with the chicken fond, sun-dried tomatoes, oregano, and blackening spice, and could see where the milk would reduce into a nice thick sauce.

She thought about Cheryl's contention that this was young love, and about how she'd feel if they were ever to break up and she had to look back on this moment as an episode in a life that was full of people she didn't even know now. The thought made her want to cry.

I found myself teetering on the edge of Uh-oh, and looking straight down the barrel of Oh, shit.

And I could go the rest of my life like this, don't get me wrong. This was reality and I'd certainly learned to adapt to that reality. I didn't love it, I'd never love it, but I lived with it pretty well.

Love seems like such a simple thing to ask for. Such a basic right. It takes no skill, no experience, no money, no education, nothing
it can happen to anyone.
But it doesn't happen to everyone.
Even though everyone, deep down, wants it.
Anyway, I do.

The only thing here was a long gray ribbon of road, stretched like tape stuck by a toddler onto a rolling carpet of green hills under a huge arch of blue sky. This is Virginia. My Virginia, anyway.

That is just one more thing I love about cooking. Recipes are certain. Use good ingredients, follow the directions, be sure your oven temperature is true and monitor your stove properly, and you are assured success. There are not many variables once you understand how cooking works.
Life, on the other hand, is full of variables. Nothing is predictable. Not the weather, not other people, not traffic, not even our own bodies. We are like seaweed, whipped around in the current of an erratic ocean.

I put a big slab of butter into the pan. The Olekseis didn't give one damn about health, which made them refreshing to cook for, and my motto was pretty much, 'When in doubt, add butter.'
Right now, I was definitely in doubt.
I added more butter.

God forbid, if something happened & she lost him for good, she would give up anything to have him back. Anything & everything.

Well, that's what everyone wants, isn't it? Even these people who go out and have their noses shaved down to pencil erasers, and who get implants, and fillers, and who Botox their faces into immobility, they're all in search of the miracle that's going to make them feel like ... " She searched for the word. "Like themselves.

Standing in the small space, Holly was overwhelmed by memories and a strange protective feeling for the child she'd been

She pulled up to the garage in front of Nordstrom (no matter where she was going in the mall, she liked to enter through Nordstrom)

She'd know the smell of him, the taste of him, the feel of him anywhere.

My life had gone right; it had gone exactly as it needed to in order to bring me here.

So your final assignment is a simple one but it's going to take forever: be happy. No matter what it takes. No matter how embarrassing it might be sometimes, no matter who or what you might have to forgive, no matter how hideous the color of the hat that makes you smile, be happy.

I think its better to do whatever is going to make you feel the most peaceful and happy. - Shoe Addicts Anonymous

I turned and headed back to the parking lot to leave. Passing the tall tree I'd passed every day on my way to and from Nate's car when he'd drop me off and pick me up. Somehow it was the tree that got to me. It made me tremendously sad, not just because of the time that had gone but because the time had somehow gone without me really noticing it.

I had to work out that he was always going to break my heart as long as I was willing to let him in.

I'd never forgotten him, despite spending half my life trying to forget him. I'd given him everything: my love, my body, my pride, & parts of my heart & mind that I could never get back.

And everyone's story would be different. Every triumph would have a different prize, every heart ache a different face.

I wanted sex to feel the way it had felt with him. Wild. Uninhibited. A perfect fit, perfect chemistry.

Who they are today isn't who they were then.

Two applesauce shots, please."
I gaped at her. "Shots? God, what are we, in college?"
She moved her wavy brown hair out of her eyes. "No, we don't have to be in college to have what I'm sure"- she looked at the bartender- "will be a fantastically prepared, perhaps overflowing shot."
He laughed with a shake of his head. "You got it."
"It's delicious," she said to me, "Goldschlager and something else. I don't remember. But it totally tastes like applesauce."
"Why would anyone want to drink applesauce?" But I was already wondering if it could be reduced to a glaze for pork chops, and made a mental note to find out what was in it.

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I'd rather love you and be alone than love you and be with her or anyone.

What they had between them was alot deeper than what most people had.

Writing is always a solitary experience, but living, if you're lucky, is not.

That's when I realized that part of me would probably always be lost in the past. That just seemed to be my personality: I was the one who couldn't stand change.

Trust that things do work out by themselves sometimes.

Fairy tales die hard in the minds and hearts of some girls.
Quinn