The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo: A Novel

Intimacy is impossible without trust.

“Nobody deserves anything,” Evelyn says. “It’s simply a matter of who’s willing to go and take it for themselves. And you, Monique, are a person who has proven to be willing to go out there and take what you want. So be honest about that. No one is just a victim or a victor.

But the truth is, praise is just like an addiction. The more you get it, the more of it you need just to stay even.

That’s like a dog and a cat getting along because they both want to kill the mouse.”

It doesn’t matter how gorgeous a woman is, to a man like Mick Riva, she’s always less attractive after he’s had sex with her. You know this.

You do not know how fast you have been running, how hard you have been working, how truly exhausted you are, until someone stands behind you and says, “It’s OK, you can fall down now. I’ll catch you.” So I fell down. And Harry caught me.

you can’t tell a single thing about a person’s true character if you both want the same thing.

But I was tiring of him. What’s that saying? Behind every gorgeous woman, there’s a man sick of screwing her? Well, it works both ways. No one mentions that part.

You wonder what it must be like to be a man, to be so confident that the final say is yours.