Top 500 Penny Reid Quotes (2024 Update)
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401. “Only if you stop using the F-word like you get paid royalties every time you say it.”

— Penny Reid

402. “I felt calmer and more in control despite my questionable fashion non-choices.”

— Penny Reid

403. “Does he give you zings in your things?”

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404. “I saw an opportunist in banana-cake clothing. Let the record show, I did not roll my eyes. Schooling.”

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405. “Have you considered that there’s someone out there who might not consider these things about you crazy? That someone might take the time to understand your disorder, take the time to understand and therefore appreciate you?” I shook my head. “No.” “Is.”

— Penny Reid

406. “No. I have plenty of reason. But without honor and goodness, reason isn’t worth much.”

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407. “I hated being early. It was like having to wait for the same thing twice.”

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408. “Being right and doing right and staying the narrow course means never knowing the fragile line between humility and humiliation, never knowing how difficult it is to ask for forgiveness, never understanding the pain of forgiveness withheld.”

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409. “Women were more than the status of their hymen or their dress size.”

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410. “Absence makes the heart suicidal.”

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411. “What will you do when you have kids?’ and I’m like, ‘The same thing I do every night, Pinky. Try to take over the world.”

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412. “Rank, rump-fed harpy.”

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413. “I also came from a notable family – my mother was a US senator, my father was the dean of the college of medicine at UCLA, and my maternal grandfather was an astronaut.”

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414. “I love you so much, and I miss you. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, Cletus Winston.” “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you, Jennifer Sylvester.”

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415. “Greg crossed to me, his gaze moving in a slow, cherishing path over my features. “If you knew how I saw you, how I think of you, your ego would become unmanageable.”

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416. “Don’t change a thing. God, Jess. Don’t change a single thing. Be wild for me, be reckless. I love your kind of wild.”

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417. “Greg was an indiscriminate food stealer.”

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418. “No. I grew a beard because no one was around to teach us boys how to shave.” .”

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419. “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.”

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420. “I felt like Scarlett O’Hara after she was kissed by Rhett Butler, confused and anxious and swoony and wanting it to happen again.”

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421. “Then, I reached for my sandwich and took a bite. It wasn’t the same as biting a person, but the chewing helped.”

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422. “I shook my head, feeling like a natural disaster on mute.”

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423. “Let me explain what happened. I’ll try to keep it as emotion free as possible for the sake of all the people who can’t deal with the ups and the downs, and the drama and the angst. This is because I’m one of those people. I can’t deal with the drama. Admittedly, this is likely because I was raised in a drama-free household. I once tried being dramatic when I was fourteen. My mother told me to add it to the calendar.”

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424. “You are so good, generous, with everyone. Especially with me. Please let me hold the tools for you while you work on your refrigerator.” I.”

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425. “I liked labels; I liked putting people and things into categories. It helped me calibrate my expectations of people and relationships.”

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426. “As usual – when we really kissed – I lost track of my surroundings, the operation of my limbs, and the functionality of my vocal chords. I may have started to climb him.”

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427. “These socks scream, Ask me about my thirteen cats!”

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428. “But revenge was a choice, protecting yourself is instinct.”

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429. “Apparently, hope is for hipsters because hope failed me.”

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430. “He was so adept – so very, very gifted – at stoking my fire then leaving me with a giant lady hard-on. In fact, I suspected maybe this was his superpower.”

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431. “I think men will always be arrested on some level by the idea of owning their spouse, of completely possessing the woman they love, of having her unquestioning trust and obedience and admiration. But most importantly, of actually being a man that deserves it all. And I think women – though they are loathe to admit it – fundamentally want to be possessed.”

— Penny Reid

432. “So, if you can’t bring yourself to mourn his passing, maybe, instead, mourn the relationship you wished you’d had with your father, so you can let him go.”

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433. “People were, essentially, the secrets they kept.”

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434. “Sir McHotpants Von Grabby Hands.”

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435. “I knew he wasn’t there to actually help me. He was there to help me out of the building.”

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436. “He wasn’t a robot needing reprogramming; he was a person. He was ultimately responsible for fixing himself, and only if he wanted to.”

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437. “Janie, you’re not the only one in this room who is freakish.” “No you’re not. You’re a falcon, and I’m an ostrich.”

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438. “Beau could talk a policeman into committing armed robbery.”

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439. “You know those French impressionists; all they did was fornicate, drink absinthe, and play dominoes.”

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440. “When you cried, I learned what helplessness tastes like. Because all I could do was swallow.”

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441. “No. That’s not what I want. You would have to go all in. We would go out to dinner, see movies, call each other, text. I’d work on your car – you know, the Mustang you left at my house earlier this week – install gadgets you don’t need ’cause you’re my girl. You might come to the Winston place and hang out with us boys. This would be both of us, all in for all twelve months – or less if we find we don’t suit.”

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442. “They’re stackable, like Tetris. All beverages should be stackable.”

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443. “The driver asked me where I wanted to go; I wanted to say Las Vegas but I didn’t think that would go over very well.”

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444. “That’s right. A chauffeured car, for a twenty-year-old college student. If I hadn’t felt so pensive I might’ve looked for the Grey Poupon Dijon mustard.”

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445. “It’s ok to be gifted at using people if you’re using them for good.”

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446. “I suppose it’s part of why we seek out a partner. Why we’re driven to build a new family, pursue new friendships. There’s freedom in being a blank canvas to another person and having some control over what is painted on that canvas.”

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447. “You don’t think all this weeping makes me weak?” “No. I think it makes you brave, because it also makes you soft, and sweet, and honest. And those might not be parts of yourself that you value – or other people see as valuable – but those are the real, raw, essential pieces of you. You deserve to share them with someone, and if that’s me, I’m honored to be that person. I will always, always treasure this side of you.”

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448. “You infect me, body and soul, with primitive thoughts of claiming and conquering. I do not know who I am when I touch you. I am no longer civilized, I am blood and heat and lust. I barely recognize myself.”

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449. “My mother was awesome. I loved her dearly and respected her even more. She and my dad had been tough on us as kids, the good kind of tough, the kind of tough that came with high expectations. Her favorite thing to say to us had always been, “Why are you so anxious to build yourself a ceiling? Why don’t you build a rocket instead?”

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450. “Duane’s mouth parted slightly and his eyebrows lifted high on his forehead. All hints of his earlier frown had vanished. Unless I was misreading his expression, he appeared to be a little lost, like maybe I’d stolen his breath and his wallet and his passport and his memories. Really, he looked stunned.”

— Penny Reid