Declan Baggot

“Even if i'm setting myself up for failure, I think it's worth trying to be a mother who delights in who her children are, in their knock-knock jokes and earnest questions. A mother who spends less time obseessing about what will happen, or what has happened, and more time reveling in what is. A mother who doesn't fret over failings and slights, who realizes her worries and anxieties are just thoughts, the continuous chattering and judgement of a too busy mind. A mother who doesn't worry so much about being bad or good but just recognizes that she's both, and neither. A mother who does her best, and for whom that is good enough, even if, in the end, her best turns out to be, simply, not bad. ”
― Ayelet Waldman, Bad Mother: A Chronicle of Maternal Crimes, Minor Calamities, and Occasional Moments of Grace

“Which road, which road did you take
That brought you here at last?

No road, no road did I take.
I leaped, I leaped from dream to dream.

”
― Franz Werfel

“Gideon: We've established some talking points: we have an intense sexual attraction and neither of us wants to date. So what do you want – exactly? Seduction, Eva? Do you want to be seduced?

Eva: Sex that’s planned like a business transaction is a turnoff for me.

Gideon: Establishing parameters in a merger makes it less likely that there’ll be exaggerated expectations and disappointment.

Eva: Why even call it a fuck? Why not be clear and call it seminal emission in a pre-approved orifice?”
― Sylvia Day, Bared to You