It's life. You don't figure it out. You just climb up on the beast and ride. — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“The alligators can get you at any age, Buddy. But the worst thing you can do is freeze.” — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“Zip it kiddo. Don't ever admit you know a thing about cooking or it'll be used against you later in life.” — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“thinking: I don’t want my little girl to come out blind or gouged up. I’m not cheap, I’m scared. It’s the story… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
I believe that illness has led me to a life of gratitude, so I consider Lyme disease at this point in my… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“You cannot escape from life. Life is not a book. You can't just set it down on the coffee table and walk… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“You don't get no trophies for livin the life you born into. It just be your job, and you lucky if you… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
I want to lay up like that, to float unstructured, without ambition or anxiety. I want to inhabit my life like a… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
Sometimes you just have to reach out and grab what you want, even when they tell you not to. This is something… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
the process of a book's coming to life is not fully complete until your imagination meets mine on the page. The words… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“Honestly, Edythe, Mama says, like she’s going to give her the most important advice in the world, If you continue acting this… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“As Sidda joined Vivi in staring out into the darkness of the fields, where hundreds of sunflowers grew, she thought: I will… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
“I try to believe," she said, "that God doesn't give you more than one little piece of the story at once. You… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share Image
I have been missing the point. The point is not knowing another person, or learning to love another person. The point is simply this:… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
A scent that disturbs me and delights me. It smells like ripe pears, vetiver, a bit of violet and something else- something spicy almost… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“You cannot escape from life. Life is not a book. You can't just set it down on the coffee table and walk away from… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“In the crook of the crescent moon sits the Holy Lady, with strong muscles and a merciful heart. She kicks her her splendid legs… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“The words shot through Vivi's bones and blood and muscle, and her body relaxed, so that when her feet touched the ground they met… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
I never claimed to be a low-maintenance gal, but when I'm writing, it's particularly challenging. I lose things constantly: my watch, my glasses, my… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“Some women pray for their daughters to marry good husbands. I pray that my girls will find girlfriends half as loyal and true as… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“sadness usually does, as soon as I sat down and began to listen. The small press had a correspondingly” — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“What does my smile look like now? Vivi wondered. Can you reclaim that free-girl smile, or is it like virginity- once you loose it,… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“I was stupefied. Had she once been a star and her bright burning had dimmed? Maybe because she had us? Or had Mama” — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“The notes danced through the June air; Vivi could feel them dust her hair and shoulders. She could feel the notes enter her and… — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
“Don’t think this means I’m giving you all my secrets. There is more to me than you will ever know.” — Rebecca Wells Copy Share
