When you have to do something, you have to do it. Putting it off only makes it worse. Believe me, I know. — Sarah Addison Allen Believe Copy Share Image
“She saw that Devin's bedroom door was still closed, and a sudden, irrational fear gripped her that Devin might not be there.… — Sarah Addison Allen Fear Copy Share Image
“..And where a neighbour bakes hummingbird cakes in the hope of bringing back a lost love.” — Sarah Addison Allen Hope Copy Share Image
Coffee, she'd discovered, was tied to all sorts of memories, different for each person. Sunday mornings, friendly get-togethers, a favorite grandfather long… — Sarah Addison Allen Aa meeting Copy Share Image
“Summer was a lady who didn't give up her spotlight easily.” — Sarah Addison Allen Garden Copy Share Image
“The smell of peppery warm cheese and thick, yeasty grilled bread was beginning to fill the air. She would give the sandwich… — Sarah Addison Allen Candy Copy Share Image
“Claire lifted her glass after everyone had eaten. "Everyone make a toast. To food and flowers," she said. "To love and laughter,"… — Sarah Addison Allen Dinner party Copy Share Image
I spent so much time telling myself that this wasn't home that I started to believe it," she said carefully. "Belonging has… — Sarah Addison Allen Believe Copy Share Image
If they just carried on like always, everything would be ok. — Sarah Addison Allen Would be Copy Share Image
“After Russell left her house that morning, Claire was a cooking fool. She finished making fig and pepper bread, and started in… — Sarah Addison Allen Claire-waverley Copy Share Image
Her life was monotonous, but it kept her out of trouble. . . . This, her father would say, was called being an adult. — Sarah Addison Allen Adults Copy Share Image
There's an old hymn called 'How Can I Keep from Singing?' That's what writing feels like to me. I have to write.… — Sarah Addison Allen About Copy Share Image
“Mary had become anxious in her old age, and she hated being away from the house for long. She'd hold the girls'… — Sarah Addison Allen Autumn Copy Share Image
We're connected, as women. It's like a spiderweb. If one part of that web vibrates, if there's trouble, we all know it,… — Sarah Addison Allen Connected Copy Share Image
There was an art to the male posterior. That's all there was to it. — Sarah Addison Allen Art Copy Share Image
“She had beautiful pale skin, which was a stark contrast to her dark eyes and hair, like black marble and snow. It… — Sarah Addison Allen Dark eyes Copy Share Image
She knew what it felt like to stand in front of someone and ask them to love you, to try to pull… — Sarah Addison Allen Desire Copy Share Image
“Last summer, Wills and her two best friends had spent hours in her bathroom, perfecting feathering their hair, which they collectively decided… — Sarah Addison Allen Best friend Copy Share Image
“But then he would come home...and he would feel a strange sensation, like his feet growing heavy. It was as if he… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“Josey shook her head, thinking, if Della Lee were a candy, she would be a SweeTart. Not the hard kind that broke… — Sarah Addison Allen Della-lee-baker Copy Share Image
Cancer is too real, and too awful, and I can't make it good or magical. I couldn't even read a book where… — Sarah Addison Allen About Copy Share Image
She was so Southern that she cried tears that came straight from the Mississippi, and she always smelled faintly of cottonwood and… — Sarah Addison Allen Mississippi Copy Share Image
“Bulahdeen ignored her. "I taught literature for nearly forty years. The books I read when I was twenty completely changed when I… — Sarah Addison Allen Books Copy Share Image
It had always fascinated him that she'd consumed so many words, that her head was full of stories, told a thousand different… — Sarah Addison Allen Different Copy Share Image
