Nothing comforted Sabine like long division. That was how she had passed time waiting for Phan and then Parsifal to come back from their tests. She figured the square root of the date while other peop...
Never be so focused on what you are looking for that you overlook the thing you actually find.
Marina Singh: You went to Radcliffe.Annick Swenson: I didn't love it.
Lucy was invisible, exuberant, and utterly birdlike in her wild, darting freedom.
Love was action. It came to you. It was not a choice.
Lots of firemen got their start setting fires. They learn to set them, then they learn to put them out. Tom
Life, Teresa knew by now, was a series of losses. It was other things too, better things, but the losses were as solid and dependable as the earth itself.
Kentucky, a state whose capital I did not know. I had never wondered about Kentucky, never imagined it as a girl the way I had New York or Houston or Paris. No one I knew had ever been to Kentucky, or...
I’ve never believed the women of the world are entitled to leave every one of their options open for a lifetime.
It was a victory for all the girls that they remembered not to scream.
If I were taking notes, they would read: I see something. A shape? I have no idea. It’s not exactly the stuff that literary archives are made of.
I was young and filled with a degree of self-interest that could rightly be called selfishness. Nothing was more important than the stories we wrote,
I was never happier than on the nights we stayed home, lying on the living room rug. We talked about classes and poetry and politics and sex. Neither of us were in love with the Iowa Writers' Workshop...
I see the past as it actually was, Maeve said. She was looking at the trees.But we overlay the present onto the past. We look back through the lens of what we know now, so we're not seeing it as the p...
I had to wait until the thought of not telling you was worse than the thought of telling you. Does
I don’t want to wind up some old woman who talks to her rabbit, she said to Rabbit,
He used to say we all had a compass inside of us and what we needed to do was to find it and to follow it.
Had they thought for a minute that things might turn out the way they did they never would have had the courage to begin.
Bert . . . had grown up with frozen concentrate mixed into pitchers of water which, although he hadn't known it at the time, had nothing to do with orange juice. Now his children drank fresh-squeezed...
All the stories go with you, Franny thought, closing her eyes. All the things I didn't listen to, won't remember, never got right, wasn't around for.