“On Sundays, the pretending felt almost as natural as nature. The chapel was our favorite place. Long before we could understand what… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“The lake water was reinventing the forest and the white moon above it, and wolves lapped up the cold reflection of the… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“I ignored her and continued down the hall. I had only four more hours to perfect the Sausalito. I was worried only… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“Etiquette was so confounding in this country. Still, looking at Mirabella-her fists balled together like small, white porcupines, her brows knitted in… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“We sang at the chapel annexed to the home every morning. We understood that this was the humans' moon, the place for… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“She was still loping around on all fours, her fists blue-white from the strain. As if she were holding a secret tight… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“I had an ear for languages, and I could read before I could adequately wash myself. I probably could have vied with… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“I could have warned her. If we were back home, and Mirabella had come under attack by territorial beavers or snow-blind bears,… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“As a kid I heard the word malignancy as "Malig-Nancy" like an evil woman's name, no matter how many times Kiwi and the Chief… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“Once Mom and Ossie and I spent an afternoon alone together in her hospital room. We were watching the small TV above her head… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
People really get myopic as they get older. We're not a culture that encourages dreaming or distraction. We're not ever good at just being.… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
It is a special kind of homelessness to be evicted from your dreams. — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“She used to suffer these intense bouts of homesickness in her own bedroom. When she was very small, she would wake up tearing at… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“At ten, I couldn't articulate much but I got the message: to be a true historian, you had to mourn amply and well. (spoken… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“ Forever , just the word fills Beverly with an unaccountable, schoolmarmish sort of rage. Forever, that's got to be bad math, right? Such terrifying math.” — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“I swim with all my strength. No superhuman surge, or pony heroics; it's just me at my most desperate.” — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
So much of the way books get classified has to do with marketing decisions. I think it's more useful to think of literary books… — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
The beginning of the end can feel a lot like the middle when you are living in it. — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
“I often think, that she foresaw only the end times, never hot dogs.” — Karen Russell Copy Share Image
