I think it's harder - much harder - to be a good parent than to write a book. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
No one wants to mother more vigilantly than a woman who is childless and wishes she wasn’t. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
If there were a category in the Olympics for laundry, my mother would have been a gold-medal winner. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
My mother and her five sisters have always been living examples of the great love that can exist among sisters - and… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
I do think that there's an art form to parenting, and I have nothing but admiration for those who do it well. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
No, I am not my mother. I am deeply, endlessly grateful for what she did and who she was, but I am… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
It is true that all mothers do things differently from their own mothers, but they don't necessarily do them better. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
I remember, as a child, wanting all the time to buy my parents presents. I stood around forlornly in fancy shops, unable… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
Sometimes I try to remember things my mother told me about the awful way he was raised. But why does he have… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“Come over here and light me a cigarette," she'd said. I'd snuck a little inhale, and my mother had smiled. But then… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
As a child, I saw my mother prepare for Christmas every year, and it never occurred to me that labor was involved.… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
I wondered what my father had looked like that day, how he had felt, marrying the lively and beautiful girl who was… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“I am thinking about the way that life can be so slippery; the way that a twelve-year-old girl looking into the mirror… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“My mother lost too much and repaired herself in the only way she was able to repair herself. That in fact she… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
Never be afraid of doing the thing you know in your heart is right, even if others don't agree. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
“I think the reason we're cruel sometimes is that we're afraid we're going to like something.” — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
If there were a category in the Olympics for laundry, my mother would have been a gold-medal winner. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
“If you say something over and over again, it begins to lose it's meaning... Say anything enough times and it becomes gibberish.” — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
“You know, sometimes marriage is iron. Sometimes it’s tissue paper. And I think the times it’s tissue paper are when you need to keep… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
“It's not that he doesn't smile; it's that if his smile were something you drew, you'd erase it, thinking, Wrong.” — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
People say you should give until it hurts. I say you should give until it stops hurting. Know what I mean? — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
“I should have said “powder room.” That would evoke the image of me sitting before a beautiful gold mirror, a vase of fresh flowers… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
Sometimes the best reading comes just by accident. Someone talks about a book, or you're just wandering the stacks in the library, and you… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
“I don’t think Martha’s so bad. I think I want her for a friend instead of you. When I look at her magazine, I… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
*We give so little when it's in us always to give so much more. It's bothering to listen with an open heart to someone… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
We're not just writers; we're readers probably more than anything else. That's how you learn how to write and how you learn to appreciate… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
I thought of the priest who'd told me that many religions hold that it is easier to be closely connected to people we love… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
“How is it that we dare to honk at others in traffic, when we know nothing about where they have just come from or… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
The truth is, we usually only show our unhappiness to another woman. I suppose this is one of our problems. And yet it is… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share
