“I worried that what I had seen in the driver was something I'd seen in myself, that it took me to know… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“This wasn't a commodifiable realization, the kind of thing in college essays or inspirational books or the hardbound journals of gentle ladies.… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“Though he felt a little guilt over disappearing, it wasn't even guilt, just sadness over not even wanting to call her.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“Ed began explaining this Yo La Tengo thing, how he was listening to a record of theirs, on vinyl he emphasized, and… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“My body felt like tangled rubber bands and dried-out pens and sticky paper clips, like the contents of a drawer where you… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“I had never really stopped thinking of how the smartest person I knew had, after much thought, decided that life was not… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“I thought I detected a bit of wonder in his voice, that he'd like to become part of a story, any story.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“What I was to do with my hands suddenly became a distinct and unsolvable problem.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“Maybe I will always have to love the idea of love or a concept of God more than I can love a… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“Sometimes it seems all I have are questions, that I will ask the same ones all my life. I'm not sure if… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“. . . waiting for . . . some kind of kindness or understanding to tell me, Self, it is all fine… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“It depressed me to think that I might have been looking at another person but seeing only myself.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“Lately, I couldn't remember those years, as if childhood was a movie I'd only seen the previews to.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“Judas put his arm around me. I smiled and thought of the words unreality and despair .” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“But what had really happened? It was still unclear. Was it possible nothing of any significance had ever happened between us and… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“I had nothing to say to these strangers, whoever or whatever they were.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“The sheep stampeded away because sheep are smart enough not to trust anyone for anything, especially not people who sleep in and… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“He would never be that way again. He would never have the power of that specific kind of not-knowing.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“He wouldn't tell me that I always have two options— You can choose how you feel or you you can let your… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“I walked toward the ocean, my brain somehow calm and empty, sick of itself, taking a sick day.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“She was sure no one had ever been more in love than they were in those weeks, consumed by such longing, wanting… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“Speaking felt impossible, as contained and enclosed as she was, a longing that went on a loop, a longing for nothing at… — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“I couldn't blame anyone for what was in me, because I am, like everyone, populated entirely by myself.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
“. . . overcast afternoons when it seemed possible the whole world had run out of things to say.” — Catherine Lacey Copy Share Image
