Quotes by Jennifer Weiner

Jennifer Weiner

… somehow I couldn’t stop. I had turned into someone that I would have pitied in another life; someone who searched for signs, who analyzed patterns, who went over every word in a conversation looking for hidden meanings, secret signals, the subtext that said, Yes, I still love you, of course I still love you.

Broken Heart

Love You

Secret

…thinking that the world was like an orange, that I could split it open with my thumbnail and find a whole different world, the grown-up world, the secrets beneath the skin.

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Thinking

Addie, please.” More tears dripped down her cheeks. “Don’t be so hard.” “Oh, please,” I muttered…and that was as far as I got. ‘You broke my heart’ were the words that had risen to my mouth, but I couldn’t say them. That was what you said to a boyfriend, a lover, not your best friend. She’d laugh. And I’d had enough of being laughed at. I’d worked hard to get to a place where it didn’t happen anymore, where I didn’t move through life like a walking target, where it was just me and my paints and brushes and my big empty bed every night. “You weren’t a good friend,” I said instead.

Good Friend

Heart

Moving

And then he left, and came back, and our lives fell apart, like a well-loved book that you’d read and read again, until one night you picked it up to read yourself to sleep and the binding collapsed, sending dozens of pages spiraling toward the floor.

Book

Night

Sleep

As many times as I told her she was beautiful, I know that she never believed me. As many times as I said it didn’t matter, I knew that to her it did.

Beautiful

Matter

Said

As the days piled up into weeks, and the weeks turned into months, and fall slid into winter, I realized one of the great truths about tragedy: You can dream of disappearing. You can wish for oblivion, for endless sleep or the escape of fiction, of walking into a river with your pockets full of stones, of letting the dark water close over your head. But if you’ve got kids, the web of the world holds you close and wraps you tight and keeps you from falling no matter how badly you think you want to fall.

Dream

Fall

Sleep

Baby,” groaned the guy-Ted? Tad?-something like that-and crushed his lips against the side of her neck, shoving her face against the wall of the toilet stall.

Baby

Guy

Wall

Back in the day, when I was starting out, I’d get five or 10 emails and I’d respond to every one. But after my third or fourth book it got too time-consuming.

Book

Starting Out

Being a novelist is hard for anyone – male or female. You don’t get to quit your day job.

Jobs

Males

Novelists

But what we’re really trapped by is perceptions. You think you need to lose weight for someone to love you. I think if I gain weight, no one will love me. What we really need is to just stop thinking of ourselves as bodies and start thinking of ourselves as people.

Love You

People

Thinking

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Quotes by Jennifer Weiner

Jennifer Weiner

…thinking that the world was like an orange, that I could split it open with my thumbnail and find a whole different world, the grown-up world, the secrets beneath the skin.

And then he left, and came back, and our lives fell apart, like a well-loved book that you’d read and read again, until one night you picked it up to read yourself to sleep and the binding collapsed, sending dozens of pages spiraling toward the floor.

As many times as I told her she was beautiful, I know that she never believed me. As many times as I said it didn’t matter, I knew that to her it did.

Baby,” groaned the guy-Ted? Tad?-something like that-and crushed his lips against the side of her neck, shoving her face against the wall of the toilet stall.

Back in the day, when I was starting out, I’d get five or 10 emails and I’d respond to every one. But after my third or fourth book it got too time-consuming.

Being a novelist is hard for anyone – male or female. You don’t get to quit your day job.

But what we’re really trapped by is perceptions. You think you need to lose weight for someone to love you. I think if I gain weight, no one will love me. What we really need is to just stop thinking of ourselves as bodies and start thinking of ourselves as people.

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