There is the truth of history, and there is the truth of what a person remembers.
Rebecca WellsMots clés memories
Every time I thought that I was "put together," I realized that we're always putting ourselves together, gathering the world in, letting it sift down and form us.
Rebecca WellsGood enough is good enough. Perfect will make you a big fat mess every time.
Rebecca WellsMots clés perfectionism
Zip it kiddo. Don't ever admit you know a thing about cooking or it'll be used against you later in life.
Rebecca WellsSometimes I wonder if any of us are cut out for the lives we lead.
Rebecca WellsMots clés thought-provoking
I wish I knew then what I know now - and still had those thighs!
Rebecca WellsMots clés humor
She's smiling that smile they smile before they grow bosoms.
Rebecca WellsAs Vivi drove, it seemed that not only the Ya-Ya's bodies but the earth and sky were sweating. The very air they breathed was almost a juice. Moonlight spilled down into the convertible, onto the four friends' shoulders and knees and on the tops of their heads, so that their hair seemed to have little sparks shooting off it. Vivi had no idea at all where she was headed, but she knew that whatever direction she went, her friends would go with her.
Rebecca WellsThe words shot through Vivi's bones and blood and muscle, and her body relaxed, so that when her feet touched the ground they met the earth differently, as though they had found roots that reached deep down and anchored to something tender and undamaged.
Rebecca WellsThe moon loved them. Not because they were beautiful, or because they were perfect, or because they were perky, but because they were her darling daughters.
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