“I stopped trying to rank sorrow, realized that the world has sorrow enough for all of us, and when some of it falls to you the best hope you have is letting yourself suffer through it.” — Beth Ann Fennelly Copy Share Image
“And Lord did I push, for thee more hours I pushed, I pushed so hard I shat, Pushed so hard blood vessels burst in… — Beth Ann Fennelly Copy Share Image
“But remember that reading provides nourishment for hungers we might not even be aware of. How often have I chosen a book at random… — Beth Ann Fennelly Copy Share Image
“Do you remember in How the Grinch Stole Christmas! when the Grinch is alone on the mountain after plundering the Christmas of the Whos… — Beth Ann Fennelly Copy Share Image
“She reads his poems gratefully in her small Mississippi town. It's an undramatic life, yet these past months she seems to have found the… — Beth Ann Fennelly Copy Share Image
“But the process of birthing Claire changed what I wanted to write about. It left me feeling betrayed that I'd been unprepared for the… — Beth Ann Fennelly Copy Share Image
“I stopped trying to rank sorrow, realized that the world has sorrow enough for all of us, and when some of it falls to… — Beth Ann Fennelly Copy Share Image
