“My memory of that day is like television itself, sharp and clear but unreliable.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Life's a shit sandwich, my ass. Life's a polka and don't you forget it!” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“That's what life's all about Dolores, climbing out onto the airplane wing and jumping off.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Here is a girl who is pretty in a quiet way. I bet she's had a very sad life.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
Life is a whoopee cushion, a chair pulled away just as you were taking a seat. — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“I do believe that there's life after love, and also that there is love, still, after a life is over.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Visualize your solutions. Picture an answer to the problem. Then make the picture real.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“It is all connected Dominick," she said. "Life is not a series of isolated ponds & puddles; life is this river you… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Life is not a series of isolated ponds and puddles; life is this river you see below, before you. It flows from… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
I think... the secret is to just settle for the shape of your life takes...Instead of you know, always waiting and wishing… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Jack Speight undid me, then I almost undid myself. But I've undone some of the bad, too, some of the damage. With… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Maybe that's what love is. Having someone who guides you through different experiences, coaxes you to try news things but still makes… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Life is a river," she repeated. "Only in the most literal sense are we born on the same day we leave our… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Just don't ever let it happen to you, Dolores. Let people just shit all over you. Don't you ever become some man's… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
Its the most breathtakingly ironic things about living: the fact that we are all-identical twins included-alone. Singular. And yet what we seek-what… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Joy said she hadn't really understood the meaning of life until Tyffanie had come along, but now she understood it perfectly. Well,… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Too bad I didn't know you back then, I would have come and rescued you." Like he was Prince Charming or something.… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“So I got my stuff and the girl at the register puts these other things in my bag, too. Little free samples:… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
The roundness of life's design may be a sign that there is a presence beyond ourselves. — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“We are like water, aren’t we? We can be fluid, flexible when we have to be. But strong and destructive, too.” And… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Sometimes we want something to be true so badly that we convince ourselves that it is true.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share
I like to write first-person because I like to become the character I'm writing. — Wally Lamb Copy Share
But I think this: that whatever prices I've paid, whatever sorrows I shoulder, well, I have blessings, too. Not just my family now, but… — Wally Lamb Copy Share
“And in taking on the subject of themselves-making themselves vulnerable to the unseen reader-they have exchanged powerlessness for for the power that comes with… — Wally Lamb Copy Share
“People had always amazed him, he began. But they amazed him more since the sickness. For as long as the two of them had… — Wally Lamb Copy Share
“So I got my stuff and the girl at the register puts these other things in my bag, too. Little free samples: gum and… — Wally Lamb Copy Share
What if I don’t like adventure? Then cultivate a taste for it. Take a chance. That’s how you grow. — Wally Lamb Copy Share
“Guess what?' I said. 'I have a psychic.' His head tilted questioningly, birdlike. A sidekick?” — Wally Lamb Copy Share
Life is a whoopee cushion, a chair pulled away just as you were taking a seat. — Wally Lamb Copy Share
“What I remembered about those seesaw rides was the way Thomas would get mad at me, midride, and evacuate. Send me crashing back down… — Wally Lamb Copy Share
“I didn't respond to him. Couldn't speak at all. Couldn't look at his self-mutilation--not even the clean, bandaged version of it. Instead, I looked… — Wally Lamb Copy Share
I write to find out what the story means to me, that is what I try to do especially with the first draft. — Wally Lamb Copy Share
“As anxious and limited as that love might have been, it had been love nonetheless.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share
