“Well, if you’re talking about love, why did you bring up cocaine?” — Natalie Standiford Copy Share Image
“If you'd only let me come by myself, none of this would have happened. Having you around makes everything worse.' She buried her head… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“Here was the Russia she'd loved since childhood, the dark, violent, passionate place where the life of the mind and spirit were as real… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“I almost can't believe you won first place, because the painting deserves it so much, and people who deserve to win hardly ever do.” — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“Laura, this isn't love. Love lets you go on a trip without following you. Love can live without you for a week, knowing you'll… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“I just wanted to say something about him, to shoot his spirit out over the airwaves and see what it will do. Maybe he'll… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“He'd learned a lot in the short time he'd been with the Cahills, and one of the biggest lessons was not to hold back.… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“The students adore your father,' a perfumed woman said to me. 'Aren't you lucky to live with such a charming man!' 'He's even more… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“This year I have Sister Mary Joseph for Religion. Right away I could tell she was going to become my archenemy. She has a… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“Don, we're huge fans," I said. "Don, we're huge fans," he shot back in a high-pitched voice meant to mock me. What a jerk,… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“I had no cause to be happy. I felt sad with a good reason, and it wouldn't be right to mess with that feeling.… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“Those antidepressants Dr. Huang gave her were some kind of miracle drug. I considered giving them a try, but I didn't think they'd work… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“The whole summer stretched out before us, long, hot, endless. September flashed like a tiny red warning light in the distance, but if I… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“I reached for the phone and dialed his number. I listened to it ring. It rang on and on. I imagined the phone crying… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
“He's as bad as my mother. Maybe worse. He's a market-research consultant. He studies people's facial expressions to see how they feel about commercials… — Natalie Standiford Copy Share
