“A disaster wrapped in a catastrophe sitting on a pile of misfortune.” — Tracy Brogan Catastrophe Copy Share Image
“Jesters must tremble in fear at the magnificence of your humor.” — Tracy Brogan Comedy Copy Share Image
“That place is turning into the Hotel California. You know, you can check in, but you can never leave.” — Tracy Brogan California Copy Share Image
“Without the despair of today we can’t experience the joy of tomorrow.” — Tracy Brogan Despair Copy Share Image
“Pheromones didn't care about tomorrow. They didn't care about education or employment or age.” — Tracy Brogan Education Copy Share Image
“Being surrounded by the people you loved is what made life... well, life.” — Tracy Brogan Life Copy Share Image
“most of the guys Emily dealt with these days were subcontractors who wore tool belts and cargo pants and suffered from chronic… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“Yes I could. I’d been doing it alone for ages. Richard was no more help than a husband-sized cardboard cutout.” — Tracy Brogan Doing It Alone Copy Share Image
“What kind of regular coffee?” “Um, just . . . black coffee.” “We have fudge frenzy, milli-vanilla, fofana-banana, or blueberry bonanza. Those all come… — Tracy Brogan Black coffee Copy Share Image
“We can’t control events in our life, Sadie. Sometimes we can’t even control our reactions. But the harder we fight against the… — Tracy Brogan Life Copy Share Image
“Panty Melter: an exceedingly rare species of man blessed with so many desirable attributes he effortlessly gains access into a girl's panties.” — Tracy Brogan Humor Copy Share Image
“I must have looked like a zombie when I opened the door. Tyler literally recoiled when he saw me, and then he… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“And in this case, the devil didn’t wear Prada so much as she wore a pink nylon tracksuit, polka-dotted bifocals, and answered… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“You’ll find the balance you need as soon as you let go of how you think things should be and accept them… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“And call me crazy, but it seems like this horse is doing that on purpose.” Emily nodded, her smile staying right in… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“He held up my most prized possession, a sweatshirt from spring break during my senior year of college. It was faded, tattered,… — Tracy Brogan Marriage Copy Share Image
“There are no bears on the island.” “Really, are you sure because I was hiking with my Dad and I’m sure I… — Tracy Brogan Badger Copy Share Image
“She’s buying sex toys now, you know. Sex toys for herself. Where the hell does that leave me? Have you ever seen… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“Don't worry, darling. These things happen. Des will understand. Did you at least remember to stroke his eagle? "What?" I gasped. His… — Tracy Brogan Humor Copy Share Image
“What do you call this? Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop. Bang. Clip-clop. Clip-clop.” The ever-present creases in Harlan’s face deepened for a moment until… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“Maybe you should get a very large life insurance policy on the next husband,” Lily suggested slurping her coffee loudly. “You know,… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“Your….your bat cave?” Emily responded. “Yes, I’m quite proud of it. I put those visiting Boy Scouts to good use building bat… — Tracy Brogan Boy scout Copy Share Image
“Just one more?” he said, holding up his thumb and index finger to indicate tiny. Oh so small. “Just one more little… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“He turned his head to look at her, trying to think of ways to plead his case. Some way to dazzle and… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“she caught a glimpse of flat, tan abdomen, and suddenly she didn’t need coffee. She needed smelling salts.” — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“So, they met at a square dance? I guess maybe your dad misunderstood the meaning of the term hoedown.” — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“What sorcery is this?” he snarled. “I lie down with a goddess and wake up to an old hag?” — Tracy Brogan Sorcery Copy Share Image
“We don’t have to tell secrets. We don’t have to talk at all. We could just, you know, kiss . . .… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
