The Undermining Of Twyla And Frank Quotes

I give you my happiness and my sorrow, my fortunes and my failures, my wisdom and my foolishness. Do you accept me as I am?” “I cherish all that you are, now and always,

I know better than to make you face the day without your caffeine, darlin'.

Darlin', I'm not going anywhere without you.

I had you in my life, and I had you in my future, and that was enough for me.

I’ve spent most of my life being useful, and when a person has been useful for as long as I have, they come to believe that useful is all they are. But then you came along and wanted to spend time with me, for my own sake.

Never give a man a choice, her grandma Eloise had advised her a few days before her wedding. Never ask. Always tell him what he’s going to do. If you ask, you give him a choice, and if you give him a choice, he won’t do it.

Frank was like a house with many rooms. The places inside him to which Twyla was allowed access were bright and interesting, but she knew there were dark closets and cobwebby cellars where he kept the difficult things locked away.

I promise to walk this life beside you. I will shoulder your burdens. I will consider your hopes and dreams and needs in all my decisions. I will show you acts of kindness, large and small. I will hold you in the dark of night. And I will find joy in this world with you at my side.

I, Mercy Elizabeth Birdsall, entrust you, Hartley James Ralston, with my life and all that I have made of it. I give you my happiness and my sorrow, my fortunes and my failures, my wisdom and my foolishness. Do you accept me as I am?” “I cherish all that you are, now and always,” Hart Ralston answered without needing to be prompted, his voice soft and gruff.

It means never having enough to eat, or never being able to eat, because you’re too busy throwing up. It means peeing every five seconds. It means your boobs hurting and your ankles swelling. It means varicose veins and hemorrhoids. It means messing up your back for the rest of your life. It means rearranging everything inside you. It means your body never being the same again. It means being exhausted in ways you never knew possible. And it means dealing with all of that while trying to make it through each and every day like a functioning adult.

And that’s only the beginning, because once you push that child into the world in a way that is incredibly hard on your body, not to mention dangerous, you’ll be the one with the equipment to feed the baby. Even if you decide to bottle feed, even if Everett promises to do his fair share, you are going to be up to your eyeballs in crappy assumptions from the days of the Old Gods that because you come with the equipment, you are somehow magically endowed with all the knowledge of how to be a parent, how to feed and clothe and diaper and take care of that precious human you put into the world. And that assumption touches everything. Everything. You’re the one who inherently knows how to navigate doctors’ appointments, babysitters, school, homework, when your kid needs new shoes, when your kid needs a hug, when your kid needs help… It will all fall to you—all of it—because you’re the one with the equipment.

Not that any of these men were consciously thinking, I need a wife so that I don’t have to pay someone for all the things a married woman does for free, but Twyla could see the quiet motivations lurking beneath the surface.

Do you think the lion’s share of housecleaning and laundry and cooking and dishes and all of that won’t fall to you?

Watching your children sleep is the Three Mothers’ reward to you for not killing them while they were awake.

You don't have to wait for me." "What am I supposed to do in retirement without you?