You sit around feelin' sorry for yourself and you're dead…

“Sometimes we want something to be true so badly that we convince ourselves that it is true.”

— Wally Lamb

I like to write first-person because I like to become the character I'm writing.

— Wally Lamb

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

“why would white dudes want to change things when they held all the cards?”

— Wally Lamb

“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

“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

“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

What if I don’t like adventure? Then cultivate a taste for it. Take a chance. That’s how you grow.

— Wally Lamb

“Guess what?' I said. 'I have a psychic.' His head tilted questioningly, birdlike. A sidekick?”

— Wally Lamb

The evidence of God exists in the roundness of things.

— Wally Lamb

Life is a whoopee cushion, a chair pulled away just as you were taking a seat.

— Wally Lamb

“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

“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

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

“As anxious and limited as that love might have been, it had been love nonetheless.”

— Wally Lamb