“accents started to be tinged with what was, stateside, referred to as an Irish brogue. I was finally” — Allison Parr Copy Share Image
“I had always imagined being in love as some grand, sweeping epic. A prince on a white horse. Dashing.” — Allison Parr Copy Share Image
“The driver didn’t pause in throwing my luggage into the storage. “That so?” “I guess.” The ride” — Allison Parr Copy Share Image
“You only get hurt that badly when you're doing something that matters.Something impossible.Taking a risk.Investing yourself.And ball's worth it,the rush you get, the exhilaration...” — Allison Parr Copy Share Image
“didn’t mind playing tourist when I was a tourist. I’d tramped around the Vatican in sneakers, and carried my camera in one hand and… — Allison Parr Copy Share Image
“I’ll tell everyone about our stellar apartment—though maybe I’ll bump us up to Park Slope—and about my fabulous publishing internship—I think I’ll pretend it’s… — Allison Parr Copy Share Image
