Dolly Parton Quotes Funny Novels & Stories

“It's on the tip of my tongue.” I know that, when I continue, he will guess correctly. “I desire to be the one to stroll in the daylight...” I pause. When he doesn’t respond, I finish, “Oh females, want to have entertainment.” “Madonna, ‘Girls Just Want to Have Fun,’” Jackson professes. “Well,” I start, “you are only half right. It's not Madonna.” “Then who?” he challenges. “Cyndi Lauper,” I state proudly. “Have fun grocery shopping,” I tease.

“I swear, man, she did this thing with her tongue, on my dick and was like so gone, yo. I definitely blacked out.” “Bro,” Tayo added, spinning his towel like a whip, “ have you ever had someone sit on your face while quoting Beyonce lyrics? That's when you know you're alive.” The group burst out laughing. I chuckled along too even though I didn't get the joke or reference.

“Still, we’re gonna be careful.” “We’ve been trying to be, but as you saw, it hasn’t panned out very well for us,” I muttered. Dolly turned around and looked at me. “Chin up. Hopefully, this is the last turn on the merry-go-round for you.” “Hopefully,” I agreed. ***

Pelin stammers, “I didn’t touch your things—” “Were you supposed to touch my things before?” Dolly snaps back. Pelin hesitates, then mutters, “I just saw the designs you made out of you and Dolynara’s baby things.” She winks, sly. Dolly freezes, then sputters, “What—what did you just say? When did I—what?” Laughter ripples through the circle, weak but real. Even Dolynara can’t hide her small, stunned smile, though her gaze lingers on Dolly longer than the joke deserves.

sigh. Seeing Dolly's mood sink again, I couldn’t help but try to comfort her. "Come on, look at me, I wasted seven years of my life, made a mess of everything, and ruined my own reputation... If I’m at rock bottom, doesn’t that make you feel a little better?" Dolly burst into laughter. She pointed at me as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just shook her head with a wry smile. "That’s a really... unique way to console someone. But hey, at least you still have some money left. The harder I work, the more broke I get."

“Hahaha! This is hilarious!” Laughter rang out all of a sudden. Xavia sat up quickly and looked at Dolly, who was hunched over in her chair, holding her stomach and roaring with laughter. Curious, she asked, “Dolly, are you watching a comedy?” Dolly shook her head and immediately strode over to Xavia’s bed. “No, it’s even funnier than a comedy! Look—Young Master Burton’s fans and Jenna’s fans are quarreling because of their divorce, and the comments are getting more and more vicious.”

Gray all afternoon. "I think we need to celebrate," Chrissie exclaimed, rising up to grab some champagne out of the refrigerator. Dolly frowned. "You want to celebrate my leaving? How thoughtful." Chrissie laughed. "No, Mom, but I am glad to know you understand sarcasm after all. Sometimes, I wondered. I want to celebrate the fact that there is nothing wrong with me."

Dante exclaimed. Nathan and I step up and grab the microphones. The randomizer spins, "Islands in the Stream" by Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers. We sing our hearts out and get a standing ovation. Nathan picks me up, twirls me, and then kisses me. The songs continue, and everyone is having a fantastic time. “Amelie’s solo time,” Dante says. “Okay, I’m ready,” I jumped out of my seat so fast that I got a headache rush. The randomizer spun. Shit. I touch myself by the Divinyls. Everyone started clapping and howling.

It felt personal as if that song meant so much to her. My smile widened when she played Jolene. “Damn, I like that song. Forget that I asked you to paint. Just play this damn guitar, and you made me the luckiest fucking man on earth.” Well, couldn't I be any cheesier than tonight? “My dad loves Dolly Parton. I think you two would get along just fine.” “Sorry about your mom, River.” God, I was a terrible person. My stomach knotted fiercely. “Thank you. Now let’s sing together.”