Just as you began to feel that you could make good use of time, there was no time left to you. — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
That's the risk you take if you change: that people you've been involved with won't like the new you. But other people who do… — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
Dying was apparently a weaning process; all the attachments to familiar people and objects have to be undone. — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
It had been fourteen years and I hadn't had anything published. I had 250 rejection slips. I got my first novel published and it… — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
One didn't issue instructions to comets. Grown children did what they had to do, and parents could only grit their teeth and watch and… — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
Any mother could perform the jobs of several air-traffic controllers with ease. — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
“Whatever I experienced in the world that I didn't understand I'd invent a story and workout my understanding of something through the story.” — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
I happen to feel that the degree of a person's intelligence is directly reflected by the number of conflicting attitudes she can bring to… — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
The human organism has only so much energy at its disposal. If you divert a great deal of it into any one channel, you… — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
The strength you've insisted on assigning to others is actually within yourself. — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
Depression was a very active state really. Even if you appeared to an observer to be immobilized, your mind was in a frenzy of… — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
I wrote for twelve years and collected 250 rejection slips before getting any fiction published, so I guess outside reinforcement isn't all that important… — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
The only obvious advantage to being an adult is that you can eat your dessert without haying sampled the vegetables. — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
successful parenting was like log rolling, and she'd often landed in the drink. — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
The man who has no inner life is a slave of his surroundings, as the barometer is the obedient servant of the air. — Lisa Alther Copy Share Image
