This is a feminist bookstore. There is no humor section.
“A book reads the better which is our own, and has been so long known to us, that we know the topography of its blots, and dog's ears, and can trace the dirt in it to having read it at tea with butt...”
“The luminescent flow of a sunbathed garden illuminating the shifting colors of its inhabitants echoed in my memory as I opened the antique bookstore door in the shaft of window light. The books, li...”
“I don't feel sorry for myself, Beck. Lots of people have shitty parents and roaches in the cabinets and stale, raw Pop-Tarts for dinner and a TV that barely works and a dad who doesn't care when hi...”
“But as the years went on, I realised that what I really want to be, all told, is a human. Just a productive, honest, courteously treated human.”
“How about "diamonds are a girl's best friends"? Nope. It should be switched around and pointed out, instead, that your best friends are diamonds.”
“Women who focus on style over substance usually find themselves in a big fucking hole, with other men who want to fuck the hole. Oh so smooth, and none sophistacted. Because, you know, how sophisti...”