Top 500 Penny Reid Quotes (2025 Update)
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201. “Sometimes doing nothing is what we’re called to do, I think. Does that make sense? In any relationship, sometimes we play the lead, and sometimes we follow.”

— Penny Reid

202. “So the man told you the truth, and now you’re surprised to discover he didn’t lie.”

— Penny Reid

203. “Furthermore, I preferred to only have cravings I could satisfy without the requirement or assistance of another person. This was, after all, the definition of self-reliance.”

— Penny Reid

204. “Why are you so anxious to build yourself a ceiling? Why don’t you build a rocket instead?”

— Penny Reid

205. “I would not always be joy, nor would I want inert contentment. Sorrow and struggle bring gravity to the soul and to the mind, a gravity that cannot be achieved through mere happiness. We are most awake to the world and to our own longings and desires when we suffer.”

— Penny Reid

206. “I will do anything to prove that to you. I will do anything to prove that what we have is worth a battle. What we have is worth a war.”

— Penny Reid

207. “Tuesday Horoscope: Your happily ever after begins today, as long as you remember there is no such thing as happily ever after.”

— Penny Reid

208. “The six Winston boys had inherited their father’s ability to charm snakes, the IRS, and women.”

— Penny Reid

209. “I don’t like to judge people. I love it. Writing.”

— Penny Reid

210. “Being in love is a lot like being hacked.”

— Penny Reid

211. “And by Bunsen burner I meant, literally, my Bunsen burner. Not the figurative Bunsen burner in my pants.”

— Penny Reid

212. “We’re not pumpkins. We’re stunning autumn gourds.”

— Penny Reid

213. “The only items she approved of in my wardrobe were my shoes. In fact, she borrowed a pair of orange faux-crocodile leather wedge heals with a turquoise bow at the toe. I wore a zebra printed spiked heal; the rest of my outfit came from her closet. She said I owned the clothes of a radiologist and the shoes of an OBGYN; which is like the medical doctor equivalent of saying that I dressed like a librarian with a propensity for fuckmeboots.”

— Penny Reid

214. “I was asked if I’d had a chance to spend any time gambling since we’d arrived. I wanted to respond that life was a gamble, and we were all losers.”

— Penny Reid

215. “I want to ask if you’re okay, but I don’t want to keep asking if you’re okay. So I’m gonna limit myself to asking once every six hours.”

— Penny Reid

216. “Shelly considered me for a few seconds, then lifted her chin and kissed me once more softly, whispering, “You’ve seen me at my worst and you love me anyway. Give me the same chance. Show me who you are, and trust me to stay even if there are dark parts. But also, trust me to stay because of them.”

— Penny Reid

217. “Greg ceased stomping around the room turned toward the open door, as though just noticing we had company. Both Dara and Hivan’s eyes widened and, in unison, the couple took a step back. Greg charged toward them, chasing them out of the room while continuing to shout-recite, “Oh, that deceit should dwell in such a gorgeous palace. Shame. Shame on thee!” And with that, he slammed the door in both their faces.”

— Penny Reid

218. “Anger was essential because otherwise I was just tremendously sad. Bitterness and anger provided harvestable energy, something on which to focus, something through which to work. Sadness simply left me adrift. But.”

— Penny Reid

219. “In all honesty, I’d enjoyed the horse ride more than the man ride. At least the horse had been a stallion. Looking back, my lab TA was more like a Shetland pony – hairy and small.”

— Penny Reid

220. “Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never been, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground.” – Judith Thurman.”

— Penny Reid

221. “So you created firewalls for mob bosses? As an aside, if I started a band, Mob Boss Firewall would be an excellent name.”

— Penny Reid

222. “Seriously, big guy, you just need to make like a shepherd and get the flock out of here.”

— Penny Reid

223. “Quinn, that’s the ring from downstairs!” I hissed in a loud whisper because I was afraid of the answer. “Did you steal that ring?”

— Penny Reid

224. “Non-knitters just didn’t understand the dynamics of a knitting group. It wasn’t just a good time or a fun time; it was the best time.”

— Penny Reid

225. “I might cry later, at home, while watching Steel Magnolias and dressed like a homeless person. Sometimes I applied mascara before crying just to heighten the experience.”

— Penny Reid

226. “It is a universally acknowledged, inalienable truth that a knitter faced with the unadorned neck, head, and hands of a person she cares for feels an overwhelming compulsion to smother that person in fancy hand-knits.”

— Penny Reid

227. “He’s the man equivalent of a gun to the head, except without the fear for my life aspect.”

— Penny Reid

228. “Oh, Jennifer!” She said my name low and rough, as though it were a swear word. “A lady does not wear overalls.”

— Penny Reid

229. “I studied the smile, couldn’t decide if it looked sincere or rehearsed. And that thought troubled me. I was good at reading people and their intentions, but only if I wasn’t too invested. Once invested, I couldn’t separate what I wished to be true from what was actually true.”

— Penny Reid

230. “I would wait until she came to me. Or, I would wait until I could wait no longer.”

— Penny Reid

231. “You can’t just go around giving people cars. You’re not Oprah.”

— Penny Reid

232. “I’d been on the precipice of being brave, and nothing can make a person more foolish and vulnerable than bravery.”

— Penny Reid

233. “You’ll have to read the book, and don’t interrupt me. It’s distracting enough looking at you. You’ve already derailed my brain train with your face several times.”

— Penny Reid

234. “Compassion without love felt suspiciously like pity.”

— Penny Reid

235. “The rain, like the flame, is dangerous. But you don’t realize its power until it’s too late.”

— Penny Reid

236. “We all belong to ourselves, until we have children. Then our children lease us for as long as they want.”

— Penny Reid

237. “Don’t give up on your alphabet.”

— Penny Reid

238. “I loved begging him, following his rules. I loved the freedom I found in complete capitulation.”

— Penny Reid

239. “I feel like it’s compulsory to play “Amazing Grace” during a Christian funeral. It’s the only way to make sure everyone leaves sobbing like a baby.”

— Penny Reid

240. “Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatsoever to do with it.” – W. Somerset Maugham.”

— Penny Reid

241. “Success is stumbling from failure to failure with no loss of enthusiasm.” – Winston S. Churchill.”

— Penny Reid

242. “When I finished my tale of both woe and whoa...”

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243. “Soon all the leaves would fall, leaving this spot bare and brown. I felt like I was looking at the pinnacle of a particularly dazzling firework as it filled the night sky, just before it lost its shape and faded into darkness.”

— Penny Reid

244. “This was our life. This woman was my future. She would be the mother of my children. This was our beginning. I couldn’t wait for the middle. And I never wanted it to end.”

— Penny Reid

245. “Please let me know if I can ever be of service pushing you in a similar fashion.” I watched him take a deep breath, his gaze moving over my features – still warm with affection – and he said in a near whisper, “My momma once told me, you don’t need to be pushed in order to fall. I don’t think you’ll need to do much pushing, Jessica.”

— Penny Reid

246. “Tell me what you need,” he said between raining soft kisses against my hair, temple, and cheek. “I’ll do anything for you.”

— Penny Reid

247. “I love getting lost in someone else’s story, thinking about life from their perspective, living their experiences.” “Why don’t you live your own experiences?” I wrinkled my nose at this question. “Why would I do that when I can be a hundred different people a year? Live a hundred different lives.”

— Penny Reid

248. “I love to read, but I’m not a writer. I love philosophy, but I’m not a philosopher. I love art, but I can’t paint, I can’t draw or sculpt. I love movies and the theater, but I’m a terrible actor. Therefore, I’m a patron.”

— Penny Reid

249. “It’s not the wanting part that makes you crazy. It’s the blackmailing-me-into-marrying-you-and-giving-you-a-baby that brings your mental health into question.” Jennifer.”

— Penny Reid

250. “Take romance for instance. Fictional women in romance novels never get their period. They never have morning breath. They orgasm seventeen times a day. And they never seem to have jobs with bosses.”

— Penny Reid