Janie’s hip buzzes again. Maybe she'll have to have her whole leg amputated, she thinks sadly. That would really suck. — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place. — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
You're asking for trouble, Hannagan," he growls. "And you would be…?" Janie asks. She giggles. "Trouble. — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Down through the years certain fads of slang had come and gone, and their vestiges could be found in Janie's and Mabel's… — Dolores Hitchens Copy Share Image
She gets to school late. Bashful gives her a tardy, and won't reconsider. Janie always hated Bashful. Stupidest. Dwarf. Ever. — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Janie calls Cabel. "Hi, uh, Mom," she says. Cabel snorts. "Hello, dear. Did you make it through the blizzard?" "Yeah. Barely." Janie… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“Be beautiful for yourself, Janie. And only if you want to. If a man is worthy of you, he’ll see more beauty… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
Janie blinks and leans against the wall, just in case. But it's no one's dream. It's just the end of some things.… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
And I can't die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
Do you still love me, Janie?' Janie stares at him, incredulous. 'Yes, of course! I don't say it lightly.' 'Say it lightly… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
With the notebook resting ominuslously on Janie's bed, Janie procrastinates. Does her homework first. And pours herself a bowl of ceral. Breakfast… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“So what, then? Pete? Clyde?" Cabel rolls over, pretending to sleep. "It's Fred, isn't it?" "Janie. Stop." "You named your thing Janie?"… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Captain looks at Janie closely. "Jesus, Mary, and Joseph," she says. "You're gonna have a heck of a shiner by the time… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Janies lips part in surprise. She takes it. Feels really strange about opening it in front of him. She wets her lips… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“In the cool dark basement, she whispers, "It's not Ralph, is it?" Cabel's quiet for a moment, as if he's thinking, "You… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
I lurve you, circus freak," Cabel says. It almost hurts to hear him say that. I lurve you, too, you big lumpy… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Women forget all the things they don't want to remember, and remember everything they don't want to forget. — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
She knew now that marriage did not make love. Janie’s first dream was dead, so she became a woman. — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
So Janie waited a bloom time, and a green time and an orange time. — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
“So, what are you doing tonight?" Me?" Janie laughs. "Homework, of course." You want company?" Carrie's looking wistful. Do you have homework… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
“It’s Okay, Mom.” The little girl grinned impishly. “Max will be pretty with pink nails.” “Oh I brought my A-game,” the vampire… — Rebecca Zanetti Copy Share Image
Janie saw her life like a great tree in leaf with the things suffered, things enjoyed, things done and undone. Dawn and… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
“The door opened to reveal Janie gleefully putting the finishing touches of the bright pink polish on Max's hands. "Nice timing," the… — Rebecca Zanetti Copy Share Image
“Cabel flicks his fingers at her, spraying her with water. Grinning. "Sure. I think I'm pretty lucky. I bet blind people have… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Oftentimes when I do a project I do get influenced by the wardrobe. I certainly learned a lot from 'Mad Men' and… — Christina Hendricks Copy Share Image
“What did your mom say?" "She said I better not be pregnant." Janie snorts. "What the hell is wrong with our parents,… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Cabel smiles and hangs up. "Guess what." What," Janie says. We can go out on our first date." Woo hoo!" And guess… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
Janie: Did you ever sell drugs? Cabel: Yes. Pot. Ninth and tenth grade. I was, uh...rather troubled back then. Janie: Why did… — Lisa McMann Copy Share Image
She often spoke to falling seeds and said, "Ah hope you fall on soft ground," because she had heard seeds saying that… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
When Janie looked out of her door she saw the drifting mists gathered in the west -- that cloud field of the… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
