“They had known it, the patient, stubborn men who for years had argued and written and rephrased and fought over the Constitution and the Bill of Rights. They had known that injustice could corrupt the tree. They had known that… — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
“He who could write so easily, who could spend a thousand words down along his plunging fingers on the green-rubber keyboard of his machine, had stumbled like a first-grader over this single paragraph. A dozen times he had begun it and written into it a naked desperation; a dozen times he had begun it and written into it the frosted… — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share
“They had known it, the patient, stubborn men who for years had argued and written and rephrased and fought over the Constitution and the… — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
We are born in innocence. ... Corruption comes later. The first fear is a corruption, the first reaching for something that defies us. The… — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
Why didn't children ever see that they could damage and harm their parents as much as parents could damage and harm children? — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
Any life he'd ever heard of, his own included, was burdened with emotions - love, loss, jobs, jealousy, money, death, pain. But if you… — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
Writers talk about the agony of writing; I talk about the agony of not writing. — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
I rewrite everything, almost idiotically. I rewrite and work and work, and rewrite and rewrite some more. — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
“When he’d wanted to find out about a scared guy in a jalopy with his whole family behind him hoping for a living in… — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
I've told youngsters not to write their autobiographical novel at the age of twenty-one; to save it for the time when they're fifty-one or… — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
“THE CITY WAS ASLEEP. New York, the nervous, keyed-up city, was almost at rest two hours past midnight. Watching the sleeping stone under the… — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
I think of myself as a plain human being who happens to be an American. — Laura Z. Hobson Copy Share Image
