No matter where I was, my compass pointed west. I would always know what time it was in California. — Janet Fitch California Copy Share Image
“You never thought, maybe I should have left Astrid some words.” — Janet Fitch Janet-fitch Copy Share Image
Panic was the worst thing. When you panicked, you couldn't see possibilities. Then came despair. — Janet Fitch Anxiety Copy Share Image
“It was all I ever really wanted, that revelation. The possibility of fixed stars.” — Janet Fitch Astronomy Copy Share Image
I felt like time was a great sea, and I was floating on the back of a turtle, and no sails broke… — Janet Fitch Broke Copy Share Image
she’s not as pretty as you,” I said “But she’s a simpler girl,” my mother whispered. — Janet Fitch Girl Copy Share Image
“don't turn over rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live underneath them.” — Janet Fitch Creatures Copy Share Image
without my wounds, who was i? my scars were my face, my past was my life. — Janet Fitch Faces Copy Share Image
Beauty was deceptive. I would rather wear my pain, my ugliness. I was torn and stitched. I was a strip mine, and… — Janet Fitch Beauty Copy Share Image
“Just like life. Each person was like one line of music, but nobody knew what the symphony sounded like. Only the conductor… — Janet Fitch Life Copy Share Image
I wanted to tell her not to entertain despair like this. Despaire wasn't a guest, you didn't play its favorite music, find… — Janet Fitch Chairs Copy Share Image
this was the wonderful thing about strangers. they were big blank pieces of paper, you could draw watever you like on their… — Janet Fitch Bigs Copy Share Image
She should think about her own soul, what she was going to do with this funky tattered pond dank item. Dark and… — Janet Fitch Dank Copy Share Image
I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry… — Janet Fitch Dry Copy Share Image
A person didn’t need to be beautiful, they just needed to be loved. But I couldn’t help wanting it. If that was… — Janet Fitch Beautiful Copy Share Image
“Their love as a dragonfly, skimming over Echo Park, stopping to visit the lotus. They weren't going to be like everyone else,… — Janet Fitch Blue sky Copy Share Image
I nodded. A man's world. But what did it mean? That men whistled and stared and yelled things at you, and you… — Janet Fitch Beats Copy Share Image
“Rena squinted at me, blowing a strand of her matte black hair out of her face, exasperated. 'You get good price for… — Janet Fitch Black hair Copy Share Image
...I was tired of men. Hanging in doorways, standing too close, their smell of beer or fifteen-year-old whiskey. Men who didn't come… — Janet Fitch Beer Copy Share Image
I understood why she did it. At that moment I knew why people tagged graffiti on the walls of neat little houses… — Janet Fitch Beats Copy Share Image
“Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands.… — Janet Fitch Better now Copy Share Image
“The damned could be saved...anytime. But they refused to give up their sins. Though they suffered endlessly, they would not give them… — Janet Fitch Divine love Copy Share Image
Your protagonist is your reader’s portal into the story. The more observant he or she can be, the more vivid will be… — Janet Fitch Active Copy Share Image
They wanted the real mother, the blood mother, the great womb, mother of fierce compassion, a woman large enough to hold all… — Janet Fitch Bigs Copy Share Image
“Anyone could buy a green Jaguar, find beauty in a Japanese screen two thousand years old. I would rather be a connoisseur… — Janet Fitch Beauty Copy Share Image
¨Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to… — Janet Fitch Human condition Copy Share Image
“Everybody asks why I started at the end and worked back to the beginning, the reason is simple, I couldn't understand the… — Janet Fitch Beginning Copy Share Image
So much wanting and longing, clutching, desiring, passion and hatred and terrible need. Here, death was suitable, there was room for it,… — Janet Fitch Black Copy Share Image
“I squatted by the water as it flowed over the tumbled rocks, thought how far they must've come to have settled in… — Janet Fitch Fresh water Copy Share Image
“It sickens me to think of you a prevalence of void unholy immovable damned. gifts. an overblown sense of his own importance.… — Janet Fitch Ability to love Copy Share Image
“If sinners were so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why. Without my wounds, who was I?… — Janet Fitch Beauty Copy Share Image
“for she is my love, and other women are but big bodies of flame. who in the world would have thot of… — Janet Fitch Love Copy Share Image
