The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo: A Novel

Being wanted meant having to satisfy. At least, that was my view of it back then.

My mother raised me to be polite, to be demure. I have long operated under the idea that civility is subservience. But it hasn’t gotten me very far, that type of kindness. The world respects people who think they should be running it.

You have to find a job that makes your heart feel big instead of one that makes it feel small.