Quote by Penny Reid Download Open image ““She's your 1968 Plymouth Barracuda. Everyone knows that, well... everyone that matters.”” — Penny Reid ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“But I can't see how anybody who drives a '68 Shelby could be all bad.” — Lisa Desrochers Copy Share Image
“You drive well for a woman.” “That is so patronising. If I’d known you were going to say something like that I would have… — Sarah Morgan Copy Share Image
“You’re kidding, right? The whole town will know where we are just by the idle on that thing.” He feigned a look of shock. “That thing is a 1966 GTO. It has a name, okay? It’s Mack—as in ‘to mack on women.’ I rebuilt it last year, and I was told the engine makes girls hot.” “Someone actually used those… — Laura Anderson Kurk Copy Share
“K.T. stops dead in her tracks, her eyes locked on Horace’s car. “Holy crap,” she mutters, eyes wide. “Is that a ’69 Camaro SS?” I glance back at her as I unlock the door. “Yeah. You know cars?” She shakes her head, her lips trembling. “Just this one.” Her reaction is too strong to be normal. People don’t usually get… — Erica Cameron Copy Share
“I may add here that one of the secrets of my happy life is that i have never made the mistake of learning to… — Iris Murdoch Copy Share Image
“Prudence was waiting for us when we arrived, and I saw her visibly wince as I pulled the Fiesta into the parking space beside… — M.L. Brennan Copy Share Image
“You’re it, Jessica James. And that’s the truth. Not racing or going fast. Not fixing up old cars. I want to spend my life… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“No. Since I first saw you. Since I first laid eyes on you and felt sorry for every beautiful thing that was made no… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“I didn't care about embarrassing myself further. What was one more debit of mortification when my balance sheet was already in the red by… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“He was the dehydrated horse. He had to drink water himself. He had to want it.” — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“she’s too quiet about it.” “Isn’t that the point of leading by example?” Kat frowned at her ball of yarn, more of a tangled… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“Boy bands are sent by God to aid women of all ages in their quest to avoid reality, but specifically to trick young women… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“Proposing is like giving someone your dick and a sharp knife, then waiting to see what they do next.” — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“I felt abruptly as though I’d just been peed on. I didn’t want to be peed on. ***” — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“Why are heroines in romantic novels—despite their cleanliness and enviable lifestyles—so unlikeable? It’s like they’ve been hit with a vanilla ninny stick, devoid of… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“this post-modern individualism is harmful, that we—Western society—have become lazy in our dependencies and relationships. To say, ‘Don’t attempt to love another until you… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“You’re a good kisser.” It sounded like an accusation. I shrugged, giving her a satisfied smile. “I practice.” Her gaze sharpened. “Oh?” “Yes. With my pillow. And a watermelon that one time.” — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
