“One day blurs into the next, one week is indistinguishable from another. Their existence consists of waiting for the weekend, then waiting for retirement, and then waiting for death.” — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“I took one look at his composed face and know he doesn’t understand, because if he did understand, he would be weeping, too, for this boy who loved a world that never loved him.” — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“A very ladylike bosom,” she said, approvingly. “There’s nothing there,” I complained. The clerk grinned. “I have been fitting bras for twenty-five years and… — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“Jane, this young man is Jacob, my oldest son. It’s no secret that a headmistress’s biggest challenge is her family. Jacob, say hello to… — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“Anyone can ride a bike," Jack said. "Even an elf." The corner of his mouth went up in amusement. "She can ramble through the… — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“And I know what you are. You’re a heartless, soulless waste of human life. When I’m older, I’ll make sure that your license is… — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“He was muttering now and I could barely make out his words. "I'm going to die without ever feeling a woman's tits." "Go ahead,"… — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“Lily, the girl who’d talked back to the jock, said, “I want to get as far away from my parents as possible. We’re like… — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“I said his name softly to myself. Lucky. Lucian Radcliffe. His name must come from the Latin lucianus, meaning light, and that's what he… — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“Life isn't fair, so you have to play the best game you can with the cards you're dealt.” — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
“One day blurs into the next, one week is indistinguishable from another. Their existence consists of waiting for the weekend, then waiting for retirement,… — Marta Acosta Copy Share Image
