Be-my-wolff Quote by Emma Richler Download Open image ““This is not a sweet skein of thought. Unthread it, Rachel.”” — Emma Richler ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.6 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Be-my-wolff Emma-richler Skein Thread Wordplay
“That brought Rachel up short. Getting any sort of response out of Notak was hard enough. She could count one hand the times she… — S.G. Night Copy Share Image
“What I was really thinking,' resumes Rachel, 'is—well, that there's fate, you see. I don't dismiss it, I don't think it's idiotic. It's quite scientific, actually. What we become. Who we—meet, end up with,' she continues, flames in her cheeks. 'You think we would have met, no matter what? Even if I were some lushy? Some loon? Street kid?' 'You're… — Emma Richler Copy Share
“Why couldn't Rachel be a little more specific about the type of person she was? Goodness knew; if she were a hippie I'd talk to her about her drug experiences, the zodiac, tarot cards. If she were left-wing I'd look miserable, hate Greece, and eat baked beans straight from the tin. If she were the sporty type I'd play her… — Martin Amis Copy Share
“if Rachel were ever to think, feel, laugh, or express herself, instead of dropping milk from a height as though to see what kind… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Rachel, on the other hand, always had her nose in a book and her head in the clouds.” — Karen Robards Copy Share Image
“I can’t worry about her feelings right now because she has disrespected Rachel. I won’t have her coming at my love in front of… — Genevieve Woods Copy Share Image
“You can’t stop me. It’s the only option we have to get those Weres off Rachel’s tail, so unless you have a suggestion, I… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“Rachel, you need to look at this one.” “I don’t need to do anything.” “Okay, let me rephrase. I would like you to look at this one, then we can go back to the movie.” “Yeah, well I’d like—” “And if you disagree, I’ll keep pestering you until you do, and you’ll have to fight me for the remote, and… — Jilly Gagnon Copy Share
“Rachel had decided he WAS handsome during their hike to the camp. Though the way he kept telling her to speak more quietly or… — Teri Hall Copy Share Image
“You take care of yourself, Rachel," she said, and there was something about the way she said it that made it feel like a… — Paula Hawkins Copy Share Image
“Rachel was panicking. She'd actually lost sight of Gadlow. The cardinal bloody sin . Sandy was going to kill her, string her up outside… — Jeremy Duns Copy Share Image
“Away from Lev, she craves his need for her. When with him, it enervates. Why is that? She cannot help it. Nothing to be… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“I know so little, she tells herself again, searching her mother's face. In the end, we know so little. ” — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Returning to bed, Rachel strokes Zachariah's black curls as he drifts into sleep and appreciates the shape and fractal geometry there, the self-similarity and… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Who is this grave and pretty young woman? Not pretty. Beautiful. Yes, I think so. Who is she? I know so little. In the… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“ The Life of Samuel Alexander, His Strange Surprizing Adventures , starts out like a song.” — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Rachel watches Zachariah and often, quite regularly, her heart skips a beat. If you map the ECG of the heart in phase space, its… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Katya, for Lev, is a vortex, by turn alluring and animal, icy and disaffected, often in one same day. Katya is symmetry-breaking.” — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“And as he recalls the old soldier's wisdom regarding bullets and fate, how pointless evasion is when each shot has a man's name on… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Away from Lev, she craves his need for her. When with him, it enervates. Why is that? She cannot help it. Nothing to be… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“I know so little, she tells herself again, searching her mother's face. In the end, we know so little. ” — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Returning to bed, Rachel strokes Zachariah's black curls as he drifts into sleep and appreciates the shape and fractal geometry there, the self-similarity and… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Who is this grave and pretty young woman? Not pretty. Beautiful. Yes, I think so. Who is she? I know so little. In the… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“ The Life of Samuel Alexander, His Strange Surprizing Adventures , starts out like a song.” — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Rachel watches Zachariah and often, quite regularly, her heart skips a beat. If you map the ECG of the heart in phase space, its… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“Katya, for Lev, is a vortex, by turn alluring and animal, icy and disaffected, often in one same day. Katya is symmetry-breaking.” — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
“And as he recalls the old soldier's wisdom regarding bullets and fate, how pointless evasion is when each shot has a man's name on… — Emma Richler Copy Share Image
