Virgin suicide What was that she cried? No use in stayin' On this holocaust ride She gave me her cherry She's my… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
We realized that the version of the world they rendered for us was not the version of the world they really believed… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
During a warm winter rain ... the basins of her collarbones collected water. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“And all goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, / and to die is different from that anyone supposed, and luckier.” — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“[...] and the love he felt at that moment, truer than all subsequent loves because it never had to survive.” — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
What are you doing here, honey? You're not even old enough to know how bad life gets." (...) "Obviously, Doctor," she said,… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
At night the cries of cats making love or fighting, their caterwauling in the dark, told us that the world was pure… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
When I wrote The Virgin Suicides, I gave myself very strict rules about the narrative voice: the boys would only be able… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
We Greeks are a moody people. Suicide makes sense to us. Putting up Christmas lights after your own daughter does it--that makes… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Withen 5 minutes of the transfusion he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Only the Lisbon house remained dark, a tunnel, an emptiness, past our smoke and flames.” — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
“She had just started living like a grown-up and she'd never felt more vulnerable, frightened or confused in her life.” — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
It's often said that a traumatic experience early in life marks a person forever, pulls her out of line, saying, "Stay there. Don't move. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
“The window was still open,” Mr Lisbon said. “I don’t think we’d ever remembered to shut it. It was all clear to me. I… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
I was aware that you weren't supposed to write about suburbia, that it was undignified in some way, the subject matter not momentous enough.… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
“Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Within five minutes of the transfusion he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under the chin,… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
“I don't approve of women driving, mind you. And now they get to vote!" He grumbled to himself. "Remember that play we saw ("The… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
I know that attaching memories to books may be going out of the world, but while it lasts, it's a strong record of your… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
I spend most of every day writing. I like to write every day if I can. I don't start extremely early. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
We knew that Cecilia had killed herself because she was a misfit, because the beyond called to her, and we knew that her sisters,… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
You can tell when something's not moving forward anymore. When the doubts you have about it don't go away. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
Normality wasn't normal. It couldn't be. If normality were normal, everybody could leave it alone. They could sit back and let normality manifest itself. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share
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