I often felt like that Mr. Magoo figure in the cartoon, who just wanders through traffic, and somehow it never hits him.… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Like many people of my generation, I feel like I survived my adolescent mischief only by a miracle, and it seems too… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Das mine!' protested Ava, Bennie's daughter, affirming Alex's recent theory that language acquisition involved a phase of speaking German. She snatched a… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
When I had my first child, I didn't write for a year, and I felt when I tried to start again I… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
When I first had a child, I really had a hard time trying to figure out how it was all going to… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I don't think that all girls seek the influence of older men, but I think girls whose fathers are absent or recessed… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I loved every minute of my childhood - sunbathing on the fire escape, digging for buried treasure in the back yard, pulling… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Ted had the uneasy sense that the child was spinning them out as a way of filling the time, distracting them both… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I'm very interested in the way the Internet has changed teenage life. Obviously it's very different from when I grew up, when… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Rich children are always blond, Jocelyn goes. It has to do with vitamins. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Let me tell you something, dearie: the world is a closed door to an unwed mother and her illegitimate child. If” — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Sometimes I forget I have children, which is very strange. I feel guilty about it, as if my inattention will cause something… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Phoebe burst into tears. For several minutes she stood weeping in the middle of the road, the choking, gulping sobs of childhood.… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Behind the desk was nothing but view-the whole city flung out in front of us the way street vendors fling out their towels packed… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I just think that, for my particular personality, feeling slightly invisible is always a help. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Between books, I have to throw out everything I did before, because the tools I've used to write the previous book will not only… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
As a reader and a writer, I'm happiest when apparently mutually exclusive states can somehow coexist. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I teach intermittently, and while I enjoy it, I don't find that it's a calling for me. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Like all failed experiments, that one taught me something I didn’t expect: one key ingredient of so-called experience is the delusional faith that it… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Thousands of solar panels lift and tilt at the same time, in the same way. I clutch at Dad's arm: "Why are they doing… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
It was the hat. He looked sweet in the hat. How could a man in a fuzzy blue hat have used human bones to… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I was a stepchild in two different families. The hardest thing about being a stepchild is you know that in some way everything would… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“The seconds pass. I know what’s going on because it’s the same thing that always happens: give me something nice, something I love or… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I had this idea that I could hire myself out as a person to go on archeological digs and dig, without any training! I… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
At night, the house thick with sleep, she would peer out her bedroom window at the trees and sky and feel the presence of… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
