It's as though I've been sleepwalking and suddenly woken to find myself here — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
When will people learn that just because you can make something doesn’t mean you should? — Sara Gruen Education Copy Share Image
“90/93-year-old Jacob wonders as he gazes at his aged reflection, 'When did I stop being me?” — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
Hey! Shouts Camel. There ain't no woman in the world worth two bottles of whiskey! — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled. — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
I had my whole life planned.. I knew exactly where it was taking me.. — Sara Gruen Life Copy Share Image
“Don't mind Russ," he says. "He's a good kid underneath all those holes, although it's a wonder he doesn't spring a leak… — Sara Gruen Fiction Copy Share Image
I just think I'm better equipped to make a study of human personality than trying to get into the mind of animals. — Sara Gruen Animal Copy Share Image
“The person following is never in control, which she knows full well and which is exactly why she does it.” — Sara Gruen Book Copy Share Image
Even when I look straight into the milky blue eyes I can't find myself any more. When did I stop being me? — Sara Gruen Being me Copy Share Image
The thought has cheered me, and I'd like to hang onto that. Must protect my little pockets of happiness. — Sara Gruen Happiness Copy Share Image
Jacob: I've never seen so much manure. Wade: Baggage stock horses. They pack'em in 27 a car. Jacob: how do you stand… — Sara Gruen Baggage Copy Share Image
I just don't think I've had the desire yet to write a vicious animal - like a dog-gone-bad or anything - where… — Sara Gruen Animal Copy Share Image
“You call your child by the names of all your other children and finally the dog before you get to his.” — Sara Gruen Animal Copy Share Image
“Afterward she lies nestled against me, her hair tickling my face. I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to… — Sara Gruen Body Copy Share Image
“I realize the blackness of sleep is circling my head. It's been there a while, biding its time and growing closer with… — Sara Gruen Anger Copy Share Image
“There is no question that I am the only thing standing between these animals and the business practices of August and Uncle… — Sara Gruen Animals Copy Share Image
But it all zipped by. One minute Marlena and I were up to our eyeballs, and the next thing we knew the… — Sara Gruen Borrowing Copy Share Image
... a gaggle of old ladies is glued to the window at the end of the hall like children or jailbirds. They're… — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
“All I can do is put in time waiting for the inevitable, observing as the ghost of my past rattle around my… — Sara Gruen Time Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the monotony of bingo and sing alongs, ancient dusty people parked in the hallway in wheelchairs makes me long for death,… — Sara Gruen Aging Copy Share Image
I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb… — Sara Gruen Body Copy Share Image
When you are five, you know your age down to the month. Even in your twenties, you know how old you are.… — Sara Gruen Twenties Copy Share Image
“I open the orangutan's door and set a pan of fruits, vegetables, and nuts on the floor. As I close it, her… — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think that if I had to choose between an ear of corn or making love to a woman, I'd choose… — Sara Gruen Apples Copy Share Image
Afterward, I curl around her. We lie in silence until darkness falls, and then, haltingly, she begins to talk...She speaks without need… — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
When two people are meant to be together, they will be together. It's fate. — Sara Gruen Destiny Copy Share Image
“no matter how hard you try you will never be perfect so just except it.” — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
I strain to hear, but my old ears, for all their obscene hugeness, pick up nothing but snippets: — Sara Gruen Copy Share Image
