“You and I are happening. No one is keeping us apart again. Not Noah or Cammie, and least of all, fucking Leah.… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
That's why writers write—to say things loudly with ink. To give feet to thoughts; to make quiet, still feelings loudly heard. — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“She could refuse to have sex with me every day for the rest of our lives and I still would choose her.… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“You want to be a poet and you’re not. By the time you realize you’re not doomed, your life is going to… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“It was awful to be this person, so jammed up with bad experiences you couldn’t let anyone see your real face.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“That’s what happened when you were possessed by a woman. All of a sudden you stopped running from love and started breaking… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“Tell me a truth, Senna." "I don't know how," I breath. "Then tell me a lie." "I don't love you," I say.… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“A word of advice,” he says, as I stop in his office to say goodbye. “When you’re in love with a woman,… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“Yeah, you got married, didn’t you? But, you only did it because you thought we were over — and we’re not over.… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“I don’t know what it is with you and that asshole. Four years and a bad breakup later and you’re still in a fucking… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“—Mi esposa. No me gusta esa palabra. Me hace pensar en delantales con volantes con patrón de manzanas y ciego, sumiso amor.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“Olivia was so beautifully broken. The hairline cracks in her personality were more pieces of art than flaws. I loved flawed art.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
I didn't eat pork either. Except bacon, of course. Everyone eats bacon. — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“Isaac is touch, and he is sound. He is smell and he is sight. I tried to make him a single sense like I… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“I want your babies, and your anger, and your cold blue eyes … “ I choke on my words and I am the one… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. Love is mean, but it’s good. It keeps us alive.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“This is a fast love culture, where people fall in and out of something so sacred you wonder if it has the same meaning… — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
“There is no such thing as a clean slate. I know that now. You just embrace your dirty slate and build over it.” — Tarryn Fisher Copy Share Image
