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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ffbe891 | electronic communication was great when you weren't up for a whole discussion. So I texted Mom to thank her for coming. She texted back that she loved me. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 4f1c776 | turned off the BlackBerry before James could text back. I might hate electronic wizardry, but it was my ally now. I could use it or not, could respond to James or not, and with my calls simply showing "New York" on his caller ID, he had no idea where I was." | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 2a068d7 | He had forgotten that children were miracles--and it didn't matter that he had originally wanted to wait longer before having a child, he had been in the delivery room when Julia was born. He knew the awe that came with the emergence of a fully formed, perfectly functioning, miniature human being that he had helped make. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 38367a9 | She scrunched herself around the tickling and giggled. It was a heavenly sound. He moved the bunny back, hopped it forward, tickled her again. The giggling was precious, both in its lack of guile and its spontaneity. He was amazed at how easily it had come. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| dc06dfd | What's the difference between a dead dog in the road and a dead lawyer in the road? There are skid marks in front of the dog. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 07a5bbd | June would always be Charlotte's favorite month on Quinnipeague. She loved the frothy roil of the sea as it recovered from a day of rain, and in those early mornings, before the fog lifted and sun warmed the island, there was nothing, nothing better than a wood fire, wool socks, and hot chocolate made from scratch. | flowers june nature-s-beauty ocean quinnipeague | Barbara Delinsky | |
| 5b0c41b | out. He watched her when they were at Kate's tennis | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 635a731 | The good news was that the newspaper he had ordered was right at his door as promised. The bad news was that he had forgotten to buy milk for his breakfast. So he dumped the cereal back into the box, swept the overflow into the sink, and put second best, a bagel, into the toaster while he read the paper. He was barely past the first page when the toaster started to smoke. He pushed up the handle; the bagel stayed down. Smoke continued to cu.. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| eb9a5e8 | And then--the kicker--they were cousins. Casey suspected she would forever feel protective of Meg, and that wasn't a bad thing. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 11ca48b | Il l'emporta - il la transporta loin, vers un endroit ou elle n'aurait jamais pu aller sans lui- mais, lorsque ce fut fini, le retour ne l'effraya pas. Leo semblait solide. Enracine. Vrai. Ils resterent assis dans l'herbe un long moment. Il avait le dos appuye contre le tronc d'un arbre et un bras autour de Charlotte, qui avait pose la joue contre son torse. Ce torse etait doux, muscle et sentait Leo. Gagnee par une grande paix interieure, .. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 946b87a | Listen to me, Dad. When Dylan's first cornea went bad, I grieved for the perfect child he should have been. I told myself that the diagnosis was wrong. I bargained with God--you know, make his eyes right and I'll do anything. When that didn't work I was absolutely furious that my child had to face this. In the end I had no choice. I had to accept it, because that was the only way I could help Dylan." She straightened. "Grieving is a process.. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 9b35a7f | She's my mother. I'm not sure you get the same kind of unconditional love in your life from anyone but a mother. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| f3c9543 | poured himself into his work | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 7d19d95 | She relived the frantic shopping and packing, the last teary gatherings with friends, the fear of a faceless roommate, the terror of academic failure. She also relived the excitement, because, in hindsight, going to college had been the single most pivotal point in her life. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 5937acc | Still there were times, as Jill whirled through her final preparations, when Emily stood watching her, wondering where the years had gone, wishing them back. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 432660c | You'll always be with me, Mom. Kind of like Jordan's perennials. Every year, something'll bloom in my life to remind me of you. It'll always be different, never the same, but it'll be good. Love lasts. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 1092c51 | matter that the robe was pure silk and had cost a fortune, their daughter wouldn't be caught dead in anything | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 2a2f72f | He had given Sarah this robe three birthdays ago. It was one of the few gifts he had given her that she actually used. He | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 4c745d3 | wanting her parents' approval, needing to think she was making them proud. Parents held a remarkable power over their children. It didn't matter how old those children grew, or how distant in their everyday lives. They received messages from their parents from the moment of birth. Those messages were nearly as deeply etched on the psyche as hair, eyes, and height in the genes. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 7452d77 | How to describe what she felt as she stood at the head of an all-new cobblestone drive looking at the rebuilt facade of what had once been a weary old Cape? There was relief that the hard work was done, and surprise--always surprise--that everything had come together so well. There was also a sense of ownership. Caroline hadn't asked to be the mouthpiece of the show, but after nearly ten years as host, it was her baby as much as anyone's. G.. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| ff97e35 | Inviting viewers along with her chin, she started to walk. Talk came easily. She hadn't expected that, when she stumbled into this role, but she and the camera had become friends. "It's been six months since we began work on the small Cape that Rob and Diana LaValle put in our care. They needed more space, but since" | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| de00d6a | Inviting viewers along with her chin, she started to walk. Talk came easily. She hadn't expected that, when she stumbled into this role, but she and the camera had become friends. "It's been six months since we began work on the small Cape that Rob and Diana LaValle put in our care. They needed more space, but since the house was originally built by Diana's grandparents and" | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 6de148c | I was just about to call out to him when a woman followed him out of the townhouse. She was carrying a little boy. As I stood there watching, my father took the little boy from her and held him. He wrapped his other arm around the woman. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 2a3c8b2 | Now there's no point in placing the blame And you should know I'd suffer the same | Blame | ||
| dcc89ac | Blank verse seems to be verse only to the eye. | Blank verse | ||
| dea1558 | Doug's office was a Pandora's box that, once opened, gushed with condemning information. Emily was nearly as stunned by the ease of her access to it, as by its quantity. He hadn't camouflaged anything. It was all there for the taking. Apparently it hadn't occurred to the bastard that she would look. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 1fbe262 | Here in the garden, she found an unexpected peace. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 998d802 | She studied the airline's frequent flier statement, detailing dates and points of departure and arrival far different from what she had been led to believe. She found certificates of deposit and money market accounts. For the most part, she was dispassionate, | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 3d124b7 | listening to the stir of the trees, the chatter of birds as they flew in and out, the bubble of the fountain. This was an enchanted spot, justification in and of itself for the price of the townhouse. Casey might not know viburnum from vinca, but she knew that city gardens didn't get better than this. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| ba35056 | She distracted him by pulling her gift for him out from under the bed. It was two-tiered and beautifully wrapped, with an exquisite card she had made herself--she was an artist, after all. He read the message inside, felt a catch in | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 5085cf7 | Nicole craved sweets. Her list included peach pie, rhubarb pie, and pumpkin pie, all of which would be on hand the following week for the Fourth of July cookout on the bluff, so she knew Quinnie cooks would have their recipe cards nearby. In addition to pies, she wanted recipes for blueberry cobbler, apple crisp, molasses Indian pudding, Isobel Skane's chocolate almond candy, and, of course, Melissa Parker's marble macadamia brownies. | bakers nicole-carlysle pies sweets | Barbara Delinsky | |
| b28e4ef | She spent the afternoon typing up notes, answering readers' questions, and blogging about a new online source for organic cinnamon and nutmeg, either of which she could have used for testing the island recipe for Indian Pudding that afternoon. Both spices were produced from a tropical evergreen that, Cecily's miracles notwithstanding, did not grow on Quinnipeague, but since Indian pudding was a prized dessert here, Nicole refused to leave i.. | indian-pudding ingredients molasses nicole-carlysle recipe spices | Barbara Delinsky | |
| b58e7ff | Waking up Thursday morning to another dreary day and the sense of being physically stuffed, they focused on FISH. While Charlotte interviewed the postmaster about the origin, techniques, and ingredients for his best-in-Maine lobster bakes, Nicole set off to gather recipes for glazed salmon, baked pesto haddock, and cod crusted with marjoram, a minted savory unique to Quinnipeague, and sage. | interviewing recipes seafood | Barbara Delinsky | |
| 8fe2bb6 | Recalling "Love Games," she returned to the present with a jolt and glanced at the set in time to find the show over for the day. She'd missed it!" | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| b62f59d | Thanks to the Betamax and Jason's diligent collection of tapes, she'd even been able to rerun the shows she'd missed while in Haiti. It was her job, she reasoned. And now she'd blown it! | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 39315be | returned to the typewriter, angrily erasing and correcting each mistake she'd made, desperately wishing she could as easily wipe out her mental image of the man in her carriage house. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 0445bda | Aim high, hit high. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| daf34c4 | onset of slow-creeping mortification, | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 848886e | There is no point in doing something unless you do it well. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 41b050e | gentle curves that had not been | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 7cbf0b3 | Mother-daughter disagreements were, in hindsight, basically mother stating the truth and daughter taking her own sweet time coming around. | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 88e3df3 | So, is it harder to dream about what you don't have than to live in fear of losing what you do? | thought-provoking | Barbara Delinsky | |
| 8a1c672 | the kind. He had given Sarah this robe three birthdays ago. It was one | Barbara Delinsky | ||
| 111a18f | Hellooo." The ferry captain shot a thumb at her Jeep. "Gonna get it off ?" "Oh." She laughed. "Sorry." Releasing Nicole, she ran back onto the ferry and slid behind the wheel. By the time she revved the engine, Nicole was in the passenger's seat, sliding a hand over the timeworn dashboard. "I am paying you for this." Charlotte shot her a startled look and inched forward. "For this car? You are not." "You wouldn't have bought it if it weren'.. | Barbara Delinsky |