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1 " I know why there are pink feathers down there! There's a fucking flamingo standing in the bath! "
― Mandy Baggot , My Greek Island Summer
2 " We don’t wish the day away. We embrace every second. Every new sunrise brings the possibility of possibilities. "
― Mandy Baggot , One Christmas in Paris
3 " I believe, in life, there is no such thing as a bad idea. Only ideas that work and ideas that do not. "
4 " I cannot speak for someone I do not know, but he was looking for adoration not love and there is a big difference. "
5 " Where they are setting up the market, it used to be a place for torture,” Julien remarked, indicating the place in front of them. “Wow,” Ava said. “I know I said I wanted to ditch the romanticized idea of Paris with couples and hearts and flowers but I wasn’t thinking of touring all the places they once did waterboarding. "
6 " recall. ‘Although, knowing "
7 " dancing’s about to start. We’ll watch that, have a few more "
― Mandy Baggot , Truly, Madly, Greekly
8 " Non ,’ he answered. ‘I blame the fact I have not been able to take my eyes off you from the moment we met. "
9 " Perhaps she would, later, maybe turn them into a voodoo doll of the whole world. "
10 " Becky was a decent human being who had been brought up well. She cared. It was a good trait, but also her ultimate downfall. "
11 " Life’s too short to waste it being someone’s workplace bitch. "
12 " When you bared yourself to someone, showed the pieces of yourself you were less proud of, scared of, ashamed of, you were truly free. And if that person accepted all those bits of you, loved you just as you are, it was golden. "
13 " He raised a hand and she closed her eyes on instinct. She waited, expected to feel his fingers in her hair. When he touched her she snapped her eyes open and let out a gasp. His index finger was tracing a slow, tender path from the side of her face and along her scar. No one had touched her scar before except her surgeon. No one had wanted to and why should they? It was horrible. It was ugly. It was a disfigurement. As if reading her mind, he spoke. ‘You’re beautiful, Honor. "
― Mandy Baggot , Made in Nashville
