I made cranberry sauce, and when it was done put it into a dark blue bowl for the beautiful contrast. I was thinking, doing this, about the old ways of gratitude: Indians thanking the deer they'd slain, grace before supper,… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
Never be afraid of doing the thing you know in your heart is right, even if others don't agree. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“I think the reason we're cruel sometimes is that we're afraid we're going to like something.” — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
If there were a category in the Olympics for laundry, my mother would have been a gold-medal winner. — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“If you say something over and over again, it begins to lose it's meaning... Say anything enough times and it becomes gibberish.” — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“You know, sometimes marriage is iron. Sometimes it’s tissue paper. And I think the times it’s tissue paper are when you need to keep… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“It's not that he doesn't smile; it's that if his smile were something you drew, you'd erase it, thinking, Wrong.” — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
People say you should give until it hurts. I say you should give until it stops hurting. Know what I mean? — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“I should have said “powder room.” That would evoke the image of me sitting before a beautiful gold mirror, a vase of fresh flowers… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
Sometimes the best reading comes just by accident. Someone talks about a book, or you're just wandering the stacks in the library, and you… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
“I don’t think Martha’s so bad. I think I want her for a friend instead of you. When I look at her magazine, I… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
*We give so little when it's in us always to give so much more. It's bothering to listen with an open heart to someone… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
We're not just writers; we're readers probably more than anything else. That's how you learn how to write and how you learn to appreciate… — Elizabeth Berg Copy Share Image
