Reading has always been my home, my sustenance, my great invincible companion. "Book love," Trollope called it. "It will make your hours… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home. — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
The truth is that when you're writing a novel you're really living in it; you're living in the house, and you're living… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
It makes me angry to think that . . . female sanitation workers will spend their days doing a job most of… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
My home was in a pleasant place outside of Philadelphia. But I really lived, truly lived, somewhere else. I lived within the… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Being accused of making money by selling sex in Hollywood, home of the casting couch and the gratuitous nude scene, is so… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Behind every door in London there are stories, behind every one ghosts. The greatest writers in the history of the written word… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
I had that feeling you have when you're watching a sad movie, sobbing at the heartbreak you are feeling at the same… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
[After my mother died, I had a feeling that was] not unlike the homesickness that always filled me for the first few… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
The Cairo conferenceis about a complicated web of education and employment, consumption and poverty, development and health care. It is also about… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
I think books in which people are really happy and things are going well are probably the most challenging novels there are to write,… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Trying to be perfect may be inevitable for people who are smart and ambitious and interested in the world and its good opinion...What is… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Sometimes change came all at once, with a sound like a fire taking hold of dry wood and paper, with a roar that rose… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
knowledge of our own mortality is the greatest gift God ever gives us. — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
You teach your 16-year-old with your heart in your mouth to be a good driver and none of that makes any difference when some… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
Every reader, I suspect, has a book like this somewhere in his or her past, a book that seemed to hold within it, at… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
“I’ve finally recognized my body for what it is: a personality-delivery system, designed expressly to carry my character from place to place, now and… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
“In England I am always madam; I arrived too late to ever be a miss. In New York I have only been madamed once,… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
“Yet there was always in me, even when I was very small, the sense that I ought to be somewhere else. And wander I… — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image