Category: Susan Elizabeth Phillips

Quote from Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Lady Be Good

Now, this is where I draw the line! It’s bad enough everybody in town’s going to be thinkin’ I’m sleeping with a depressed, lice-ridden, hemorrhoidal foreigner who likes to be tied up and might be pregnant, although-since she’s just about cornered the market on condoms-I don’t know how that could have happened. But I will not-you listen to me, Emma!-I absolutely will not have anybody thinkin’ a woman of mine needs a vaginal moisturizer, do you hear me?

Quote from Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Kiss an Angel

Did you eat my Twinkies?”She gulped. Keeping her eyes glued to the whip, she said, “Exactly what Twinkies are we talking about?””The Twinkies in the cupboard over the sink. The only Twinkies in the trailer.” His fingers convulsed around the coils of leather.Oh, Lord, she thought. Flayed to death for a Twinkle.”Well?””It, uh — it won’t happen again, I promise you. But they didn’t have any special marking on them, so there was no way I could tell they were yours.” Her eyes remained riveted on the whip. “And normally I wouldn’t have eaten them— I never eat junk food-—but I was hungry last night, and, well, when you think about it, you’ll have to admit I did you a favor because they’re clogging my arteries now instead of yours.”His voice was quiet. Too quiet. In her mind she heard the howl of a rampaging Cossack baying at a Russian moon. “Don’t touch my Twinkies. Ever. If you want Twinkies, buy your own.

Quote from Susan Elizabeth Phillips, It Had to Be You

You know that we’ve got a few problems we need to talk through before we get married.””I’m not getting rid of Pooh.””See, there you go being antagonistic. Marriage means learning to compromise.””I didn’t say I wouldn’t compromise. I promise to take the ribbon out of her topknot before you walk her.

Quote from Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Breathing Room

She threw up her hands. “All right. Why not?” Why not?” Sure.” His arms fell to his sides. “That’s it? I pour my heart out. I love you so much I’ve got freakin’ tears in my eyes. And all I get in return is ‘Why not’?” What did you expect? Am I supposed to fall all over you just because you’ve finally come to your senses?” Would it be too much to ask?”…He’d begun to glare at her again, his eyes growing stormier by the minute.”When do you think you might be ready? To fall all over me, that is.