“A disaster wrapped in a catastrophe sitting on a pile of misfortune.” — Tracy Brogan Catastrophe Copy Share Image
“That place is turning into the Hotel California. You know, you can check in, but you can never leave.” — Tracy Brogan California Copy Share Image
“Jesters must tremble in fear at the magnificence of your humor.” — Tracy Brogan Comedy Copy Share Image
“A crooked old man had been playing solitaire in there with an actual deck of cards when she and Chloe had arrived.… — Tracy Brogan Deck of cards Copy Share Image
“May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past. May your hands be forever… — Tracy Brogan Bride and groom Copy Share Image
“You’ll find the balance you need as soon as you let go of how you think things should be and accept them… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“And in this case, the devil didn’t wear Prada so much as she wore a pink nylon tracksuit, polka-dotted bifocals, and answered… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“Life is to be embraced. It’s meant to be lived and enjoyed. Make your mistakes, but make them with gusto and learn… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“and our marriage dissolved, like margarita salt on the tongue, leaving behind the bitter aftertaste of something that started out sweet but… — Tracy Brogan Marriage Copy Share Image
“Ugh! Talking to the sperm-donor-formerly-known-as-my-husband was just the garlic frosting I needed on this total piece of shit day.” — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“Panty Melter: an exceedingly rare species of man blessed with so many desirable attributes he effortlessly gains access into a girl's panties.” — Tracy Brogan Humor Copy Share Image
“We can’t control events in our life, Sadie. Sometimes we can’t even control our reactions. But the harder we fight against the… — Tracy Brogan Life Copy Share Image
“What kind of regular coffee?” “Um, just . . . black coffee.” “We have fudge frenzy, milli-vanilla, fofana-banana, or blueberry bonanza. Those all come… — Tracy Brogan Black coffee Copy Share Image
“Yes I could. I’d been doing it alone for ages. Richard was no more help than a husband-sized cardboard cutout.” — Tracy Brogan Doing It Alone Copy Share Image
“most of the guys Emily dealt with these days were subcontractors who wore tool belts and cargo pants and suffered from chronic… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“I must have looked like a zombie when I opened the door. Tyler literally recoiled when he saw me, and then he… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
