Hands Quotes by Maureen Howard

When I go home my mother and I play a cannibal game; we eat each other over the years, tender morsel by morsel until…

— Maureen Howard

The Golden Arches of McDonald's rise, glorious across the landscape, contempo-monolithic, simple in concept as Stonehenge if we could but see it.

— Maureen Howard

Even when I was a grown woman, he [Father] would leave me on the edge of hysteria in all our arguments: though I married…

— Maureen Howard

I've finally learned not to want things I cannot have.

— Maureen Howard

Notable American Women is an enchanting and moving novel. Like Italo Calvino and Lewis Carrol, Ben Marcus reconfigures the world that we might see…

— Maureen Howard

The Catholic Church with its foreshortened American history and tangled puritanical roots was as inviolate to my mother and father as it was to…

— Maureen Howard

Wouldn't a laugh serve us better than to battle it out with our mortal souls?

— Maureen Howard

I have often caught sight of myself, my spine humped over, defining my hollowness, my head too heavy for my body, swinging like the…

— Maureen Howard

There's a bad odor about a man who's been betrayed.

— Maureen Howard

Hindsight is common and bland as boiled potatoes.

— Maureen Howard

“From above, start with the privileged view. ”

— Maureen Howard

Acceptance is the word we must substitute for dependence in dealing with the aged. Their acceptance of help, ours of their need.

— Maureen Howard