“These were the beginnings of a new existence; Winkler could feel it gestating.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Does it matter? In memory, in story, in the end, we can remake our lives any way we need. To be surprised,… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“It was hard to live through the early 1940s in France and not have the war be the center from which the… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
My sister-in-law is a painter, and I'll say, how long did it take you to paint that painting. She'll say, It took… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“None more complicated than the human brain, Etienne would say, what may be the most complex object in existence; one wet kilogram… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Your problem, Werner,” says Frederick, “is that you still believe you own your life.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
We live through life, but we live through art, too. And in art, as in life, nothing is generalized. No one thing… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“All your life you wait, and then it finally comes, and are you ready?” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
I think fiction is important because it has the power to transport a reader into another life. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“All the events of his life were compressing to singularity: one night, one hour.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“But have heart. Hope is something that can be very dangerous but without it life would be horribly dry. Impossible, even. Take… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“But it is not bravery; I have no choice. I wake up and live my life. Don't you do the same?” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Answers seemed to float through the space around him. It was about love. It was about getting handed at conception a gift… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“What mazes there are in this world. The branches of trees, the filigree of roots, the matrix of crystals, the streets her… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“he moved neither forward nor backward in time, but merely endured variations of the same day over and over. Maybe he was the one… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Open your eyes, the Frenchman on the radio used to say, and see what you can with them before they close forever.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Just when we think we have a system, ...the system collapses. Just when we know our way around, we get lost. Just when we… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“An hour passed and another and then, like a glass of water overfilled - the meniscus inverting, going convex, gravity pulling at the edges,… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“For dinner, he orders wild boar cooked with fresh mushrooms. And a full bottle of Bordeaux. Especially during wartime, such things remain important. They… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Do you know what happens, Etienne,” says Madame Manec from the other side of the kitchen, “when you drop a frog in a pot… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“You ever hope for something so much? So much you can't sleep, so much your skull hurts? But the thing is, you don't even… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Hope was a sunrise, a friend in the alley, a whisper in an empty corridor.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“...the air a library and the record of every life lived, every sentence spoken, every word transmitted still reverberating within it.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“silent desperation of everything they never said - gaps and absences in every conversation, the past circumscribing the present, the future hemming in the… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
