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“Three years? That's a thousand tomorrows, ma'am.”
― Karen Kingsbury

“Dubh is do?" I was incredulous. It was no wonder I hadn't been able to find the stupid word. "Should I be
calling pubs poos?"
"Dubh is Gaelic, Ms. Lane. Pub is not.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“And then what? Said, 'Oh, I'm so sorry, Ms. Lane, I didn't mean to wrinkle your lovely blouse. May I press that for you?' Or perhaps you gouged it with one of your pretty pink nails?"
I was really beginning to wonder what his hang-up with pink was, but I didn't resent the sarcasm in his voice.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“Good guys are either taken or gay”
― CLAMP, X/1999, Volume 13: Lament

“Sky passed out on the road today," Karen says, changing the subject. "Some adorable man-boy carried her inside." I laugh.
"Guy, Mom. Please just say guy.”
― Colleen Hoover, Hopeless

“I鈥檝e sweated and grunted and pushed myself until I thought it would be easier to give up and die. '

- Caroline”
― Karen Rose, Don't Tell

“KAREN: He said that I didn't know what I was saying and that if I didn't go forward with the pregnancy I'd regret it for the rest of my life. He just didn't understand.
I wasn't scared of regretting not having a child. But I was scared of regretting having a child.
I was scared of bringing an unwanted life into this world. I was scared of living my life, feeling like I'd anchored myself to the wrong dock. I was scared of being pushed to do something I knew I did not want. Graham didn't want to hear it.”
― Taylor Jenkins Reid, Daisy Jones & The Six

“Karens have a best friend - Becky. She's the one who goes with them to talk to the manager and backs them up and remains silent when she calls the cops on black guys she sees in her area. Becky is Karen's tag-team partner and an enabler. Don't be a Becky.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Forty percent of slave owners were white women. It was white women who made the market for Black women's breast milk and who were attended by Black women in the big house. It was white women who upheld much of the day-to-day white supremacy 鈥� the schoolteachers, the store clerks, the waitresses. And it is now often white women activating police interactions with Black people.”
― Charles M. Blow, The Devil You Know: A Black Power Manifesto

“Is the diameter of your index finger equal to or greater than the diameter of a super absorbency tampon?”
― Julie Cross, Return to Us

“It is probably a good thing that Karen Wetterhahn died from mercury poisoning, as if she had survived, she would have discovered the horrible Dartmouth College workers compensation experience for occupational disease.”
― Steven Magee

“Like Karen Wetterhahn, I was mercury poisoned in the employment of Dartmouth College. Unlike Karen Wetterhahn, I survived the extremely sickening mercury poisoning.”
― Steven Magee

“I worked for Dartmouth College where Karen Wetterhahn was killed by mercury poisoning. I never received any industry recognized training in handling mercury systems and also ended up with nasty mercury poisoning.”
― Steven Magee

“Steven Magee is to astronomy what Karen Silkwood is to nuclear radiation.”
― Steven Magee

“Steven Magee is the Karen Silkwood of astronomy.”
― Steven Magee

“With the Thirty Meter Telescope (TMT) atop Mauna Kea, we are back to times of Karen Silkwood where the government is fraudulently facilitating the illegal damage of workers health by a biologically toxic employer.”
― Steven Magee

“As my research into electromagnetic radiation progressed, I was turning into a strange mixture of Nikola Tesla, Bruce Banner, Dr John Ott and Karen Silkwood.”
― Steven Magee

“It is an honor to be associated with Karen Silkwood.”
― Steven Magee, Magee鈥檚 Disease

“I spoke to this woman in the supermaket," Charlie barges in again, "and I said I was tired and finding it hard, and she said, 'Ah, you wouldn't change it thoug, would you?' and I had to of course say no. But I wanted to say yes. I wanted to say, 'Actually, Brenda, I would.' I want to go back sometimes. And I do, Noelle. I don't want to be Charlie of then." Charlie bursts into sobs.”
― Lia Louis, Eight Perfect Hours

“You should listen to your assistant. She clearly understands about fattening foods."
Her tone is not kind. And I'm done being polite. Or quiet.
I turn to North, who is sprawled back in his chair, blue eyes alight with undisguised anticipation. An ally I desperately need. "Tell me something..."
"Anything, babe."
I kind of love him just then. Because I know, I know, he's calling me babe to irritate Macon. It's in his eyes and the way his mouth twists to hold back laughter.
"Do agents in this town take Clich茅 Bitch 101 classes around here?"
A muscle in his lower jaw twitches while Karen huffs out a sound of annoyance.
"Pretty sure they offer a special discount at UCLA."
We both grin.
"All right," Macon cuts in. "That's enough."
I shoot him a look. Tell that to Ms. Sunset Boulevard.
And he returns one of his own. Behave.
Make. Me.
His answering grin is crafty. "Later."
"Later for what?" Karen demands in a snit.
"To perform my other services." I dab the corner of my mouth. Because fuck her.
Macon chokes on a sip of his water. North, however, just laughs, a big booming sound.
"I like her," he says to a glowering Macon.”
― Kristen Callihan, Dear Enemy