Quotes from Chelsea Cain

I'm a good person. I eat pretty well. I work out. I go to bookstores. I save people. For a living. I have better things to do than get hauled in for a medical checkup every week. Have I complained the last few months? Constantly. Was I a good patient? No. What can I say? When your primary care provider is a shadowy government agency, you have to be your own medical advocate.

They looked at him now with a mixture of affection and anxiety. Archie felt bad for them. He always felt bad for people who knew what he had been through. It made them feel awkward. He knew it was up to him to make them comfortable, so they could work effectively for him, no distractions, no pity.

He snorted. "Did they tell you that your vagina got you the story?" She smiled sweetly. "My vagina is my most tireless advocate.

They were going to have a conversation, he realized. Archie didn't know a lot about women, but he had been married and he knew when a conversation was coming, and he knew when a woman wanted to have one, the best thing you could do was get it over with.

His father is hinky, she said with a sigh. And by hinky she meant a drug kingpin .

He's not like his father. She reconsidered this. I mean, he's not perfect. But he's not Scarface.

You can't wait for life to fall into place, sweetie," Bliss said, squeezing Susan's head between her hands. "Don't worry about the direction. Just move.

You think I'm going to let you burn in hell alone? Just don't shoot the janitor.

She always felt a little uneasy around women who were more sophisticated than she was.

Gah! It's never going to be safe. There will always be another monster. How am I supposed to grow up to be a bad ass... if you don't let me be brave?

What's your name, honey?" Frank asked her. "Beth Riley," she said. She could hear footsteps overhead as the agents stomped around her parents' bedroom upstairs. "What's your real name?" he asked. Her skin prickled. "Beth Riley," she said again.

Middle school female friendships are intense. They shift, fall apart, reassemble. A sixth-grade girl will stab her friends in the back. She will spread rumors. She will slam doors. She will taunt and yell and accuse. But come between her and those same friends? She will rip your throat out.

How did I get here? I'm not rich. Not a mutant. Not a genius. Not a natural. I just try harder. I always have.

The Bermuda Triangle coughs up myths like a consumptive asthmatic. Missing vessels are blamed on aliens. Atlantis. Time rifts. Ghost ships. Magnetic anomalies. Methane eruptions. People go mad. People lose their minds. Sometimes I think I've been in the Bermuda Triangle my whole life.

Everyone and everything we know and love. Thanks to a virus. We all carry mutations. Genetic mutations can give you laser vision. Or cancer. Or color blindness. Sometimes a mutation is on a DNA strand that doesn't do anything at all. And sometimes-- almost never-- a genetic mutation will cause an entire species to make an evolutionary leap forward. Think about it... a virus with powers. Sounds like something a biologist would want to protect.

I finally realized that I was being unrealistic. I could never be like my heroes. They all had something I didn't. A Y-chromosome.

Schools, by definition, come with a couple hundred potential hostages and you didn't want kids shot because you rushed it. Of course the drills presumed that the mad gunman was another kid. Kids are unpredictable. Kids with guns are extremely unpredictable. And no one wanted to have to shoot a kid, even one with a gun. So, secure, assess, wait.

Kick had a worry list. She added to it every day. By keeping track of each worry, she could put off worrying in the moment and instead do it all at once during the designated worry period she set aside before dinner.

Tae kwon do required focus, strength, and endurance, but mostly it required the ability to deal with looking like an ass in public.

Ask me why I never joined a sorority. I went to college in Georgia. Still... never tempted. Why?" *lady in leather making speech with man tided to alter* "That's why. Delta Delta Delta. Kiwanis. Girl Scouts. They all lead here-- to the basement of the Hellfire Club.

That was emasculating." "Says the guy wearing the collar.

If it were that important, SHIELD would have sent me." "Remember that conversation we had about being more supportive?" "Sorry.

He said that I was his person," she told him. "He said that we all have people in the world we belong to. Connect with. And that I was his. He said that there was no denying it.

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