Crimes, sins, nightmares, hunks of hair: it was surprising how many of them has something to dispose of. The more I charged, the easier it was for them to breathe freely once more. — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
Why would I want to read something about somebody that's just a really nice, decent person who overcomes terrible trials? That's not how life… — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
“I don't like him...he makes me feel like he's going to throw me in a coffin and walk around on top of it.” — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
Brownstein's is a fresh and jaunty voice, with a jazz snap all his own. — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
I was like a social worker for lepers. My clients had a chunk of their body they wanted to give away; for a price… — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
If you want to write about a person who isn't nice, people say, "This is a bad book. It's about somebody I couldn't stand."… — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
I think in a lot of ways, writing, when you're really in there, is like being an actress because you're in somebody else's head. — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
I think it's true about people now being closer to their parents, since the '60s, really. The parents are no longer from a different… — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
I'm writing what I want to write. But it's almost an act of rebellion on my part. Because as a person, I've always wanted… — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
Long after the bomb falls and you and your good deeds are gone, cockroaches will still be here, prowling the streets like armored cars. — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
“I had a hunger for things I knew realistically I didn't actually care for.” — Tama Janowitz Copy Share Image
