Emma Chase

The only orders I follow are my own.

Like an impotent dragon who doesn’t know how to blow fire.

Yelling is a sign of desperation, an indication that you’re out of options, with nothing behind your back but volume.

I may work for him, he needs me more than I will ever need him.

Looks matter, but confidence is by far the most alluring accessory a woman can wear.

All moms think their kid is the next Einstein or Gates or Mozart just waiting to happen.

It made me want to look in the mirror and see the man he knew I could be.

When he was a kid Brent was in an accident, hit by a speeding car.

Brent has a knack for dragging me out of my shell in a way that doesn’t make me want to punch him.

On some level I know it’s ignorant, but I think the stress of knowing you have a fatal disease kills faster than the disease itself. I’d rather not know.