Aunt Lovey used to tell me that if I wanted to be a writer, I needed a writer's voice. 'Read,' she'd say, 'and if you have a writer's voice, one day it will shout out, 'I can do that too!
You do good mothering.
Fatal is fatal, but it doesn't have to be all downhill.
Before she closed her eyes tonight, Rose said she regretted that she has not done something heroic in her life. Well, it's not like she can suddenly climb a tree and save a cat, or go to medical schoo...
When you get older you think of sadness in a different way. You don't judge it so harshly.
There's too much information out there. And not enough smart people.
The climb speaks to our character, but the view, I think, to our souls
As I grew older, I found I could surrender my own comfort so effortlessly it didn't qualify as sacrifice.
Ruby is my sister. And strangely, undeniably, my child.
In some ways, Mary thought, Irma lived her whole life anxious to get things over with, as if she knew the end of her story all along, and didn’t feel the middle pages worth the effort of a read.
If you don’t like something about yourself, change it. If you’re okay with it, you gotta own it. There’s nothing in between.
Mary reached into her vinyl purse and extracted one of the novels, each of whose covers had promised laughter and tears. She began to read and, finding a masterful storyteller behind its pages, was in...
How could she have been so ungrateful? She envied the French singer who regretted nothing. She regretted all.
Wake in bed and know, because dreams are not true, that the sun will be shining and it will not storm today.
It was Aunt Lovey's belief that all ordinary people led extraordinary lives, but just didn't notice.
I feel, holding books, accommodating their weight and breathing their dust, an abiding love. I trust them, in a way that I can't trust my computer, though I couldn't do without it. Books are matter. M...
Her changing perception of time had altered the sum of her reflections.
You don’t like something about yourself, change it. If you’re okay with it, you gotta own it. There’s nothing in between.
You don’t know if you ruined your kids or if they were born that way.
Read it slow as you can. It's like a fine meal. You don't want to gulp it, but savor it so you can taste it in your memory when you're lone done.