This post is a collection of quotes from the book - Malibu Rising by Taylor Jenkins Reid. Malibu Rising is a story about one unforgettable night in the life of a family: the night they each have to choose what they will keep from the people who made them ... and what they will leave behind.
Malibu Rising Quotes
There was no good way to cancel a party that never had any invitations. People were coming, whether she wanted them there or not.
Our family histories are simply stories. They are myths we create about the people who came before us, in order to make sense of ourselves.
I don’t think what you’re born into says anything about where you’re headed.
A good life is knowing people care about you, knowing you can take care of the people that count on you, knowing you’re doing a little something in your community.
People that are cool don’t really need to play cool, do they?
How were you supposed to change - in ways both big and small - when your family was always there to remind you of exactly the person you apparently signed an ironclad contract to be?
Assholes protect their own. They are faithful to no one but surprisingly protective of each other.
The good thing about getting dumped by a dickhead is that you don’t have to deal with the dickhead anymore. At least, that’s how it’s supposed to work.
What is one beautiful woman if you’ve slept with hundreds already? What does it matter if the pretty teenager in the corner is batting her eyes at you when you’ve had the world’s most famous woman in your bed?
That is the thing about the water, it is not yours to control. You are at the mercy of nature. That’s what makes surfing feel like more than sport: It requires destiny to be on your side, the ocean must favor you.
Children who grow up with money have no idea it exists. But children who don’t understand that it powers everything.
Our parents live inside us, whether they stick around or not. They express themselves through us in the way we hold a pen or shrug our shoulders, in the way we raise our eyebrow. Our heritage lingers in our blood.
Alcoholism is a disease with many faces, and some of them look beautiful.
When there is only you, you do not get to choose which jobs you want, you do not get to decide you are incapable of anything. There is no room for distaste or weakness. You must do it all. All of the ugliness, the sadness, the things most people can’t stand to even think about, all must live inside of you. You must be capable of everything.
It felt terrible, simply terrible, to have the most vulnerable thing about you pointed out and given a name.
It’s true. Us Riva women have great boobs. Mom had great boobs. I have great boobs. You have great boobs. Own your birthright.”
Too much self-sufficiency was sort of mean to the people who loved you. You robbed them of how good it feels to give, of their sense of value.
The world is full of all kinds of people and some are the kind who show up for a party before it even starts.
Maybe our parents’ lives are imprinted within us, maybe the only fate there is is the temptation of reliving their mistakes. Maybe, try as we might, we will never be able to outrun the blood that runs through our veins.
This whole town was just people who weren’t screwing pretending they were and people who were screwing pretending they weren’t.
California Girls, man. Heartbreakers, all of them.
When you fall in love with your manager’s assistant, fire your manager, promote his gorgeous assistant, marry her, and then divorce her, you’re left with no wife or manager.
There should be a way to undo your fuckups. Not just redeem yourself for them but actually undo them, make them so that they never happened.
You can’t treat people like dirt and think they are just going to take it.
What broken family - no matter how shattered or tattered or bruised beyond recognition - does not ache to be reunited? What child, no matter how lost or abandoned, does not ache to be loved?
Being on the beach at night was for young romantics and troublemakers.
Whether it be blood or circumstance or choice, what binds us does not matter. All that matters is that we are bound.
I wish I was a better man. But I was just never capable of it. I really did try, sometimes. But it was like putting lipstick on a pig. Some people are just shits, and I’m a shit.
This is something you have to understand about being a parent—some people just aren’t cut out for it. Some people don’t have what it takes.
That’s what it means to be a family. Staying. Not just strolling into a party after midnight expecting a hug.
I’d love to be somewhere where no one knows who I am or who my dad is and no one has my posters on their wall and I can eat anything I want to. And I can cut all my hair off if I feel like it and maybe be a gardener or a landscaper.
Well, you know what they say. If you’re gonna sleep with your brother’s ex-girlfriend, make sure you knock her up while you’re at it.