For whatever reason, various outlets and individuals are committed to making the world think that young girls don't talk or care about feminism anymore, that it's totally over. But it's not. — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
“She often wondered what the hell was wrong with men. Sex could be fun, natural, good. Why did they have to corrupt it? Why… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
“It felt something like being in love, but without the weight of having to choose just one heart to hold on to, and without… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Bree knew this habit of hers rankled Lara more than any other--her ability to make a decision and announce that there would be no… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
Every woman needs secrets,' her mother said with a smile then, her eyes meeting Sally's in the rearview mirror. 'Remember that when you're old… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
“The moment a woman was born determined so much of who she was allowed to become.” — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Her mother… told Kate that after women got out of lousy marriages, they generally had the good sense to stay away from the institution… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
“You could sell crack on the street and go to jail for decades. Or you could sell a woman, and be back out by… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
For whatever reason, various outlets and individuals are committed to making the world think that young girls don't talk or care about feminism anymore,… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
When I started writing my second novel, I decided that one of the characters would have a passion for dollhouses, which allowed me to… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
Reading poetry gives me a sense of calm, well-being, and love for humanity - the same stuff more flexible women get from yoga. — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
I read 'Love in the Time of Cholera' when I was 19, and I still think about the characters. — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
“awake. James would force himself to close his eyes. For the next few hours, he’d lie there, thrashing around, trying to get comfortable. By… — J. Courtney Sullivan Copy Share Image
