“I turned with the receiver to the wall as I absorbed the fact of Ivan’s voice, and when I glanced back at the man on my sofa, he seemed like a scrap of paper, or the handle from a broken… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
“When I was a kid, I used to wonder (I bet everyone did) whether there was somebody somewhere on the earth, or even in… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
Art is inherently subversive. It’s destabilizing. It undermines what you already know and what you already think. It is the opposite of propaganda. — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
Her professors were astonished by her leaps of thought, by the finesse and elegance of her insights. She arrived at hypotheses by sheer intuition… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
“When you start writing, your incredulity at the childish, incompetent, graceless thing you've done is shattering. One of the advantages of having experience as… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
“Stop that Stuart," Patty said as Stuart struggled with the suitcases, which were too heavy for him, she thought. (Almost everything was way too… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
It's broadening. You meet people in your family you'd never happen to run into otherwise. — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
“When I was in high school, all my friends said they were going to be writers. And I thought, How come you get to… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
I don't think things are ever exactly the way one expects, and I don't think things are ever the way one assumes they are… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
The world we live in has been and is being increasingly politicized so that our daily experience is more and more a matter of… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
“Just think! Garden, garden, garden, garden, garden, two happy people, and it could have gone on forever! They knew, they'd been told, but they… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
time is as adhesive as love, and the more time you spend with someone the greater the likelihood of finding yourself with a permanent… — Deborah Eisenberg Copy Share Image
