If you grew up in a house where you weren't loved, you didn't know there was an alternative. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“She used a line from Trollope's Barchester Towers as an epigraph:"There is no happiness in love, except at the end of an… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
Is there anything as incredible as the love story of your own parents? Anything as hard to grasp as the fact that… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
For the eternity that Lux Lisbon looked at him, Trip Fontaine looked back, and the love he felt at that moment, truer… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“…hearts wrung with anguish, the anguish of having children, a vulnerability as astonishing as the capacity for love that parenthood brings.” — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Anyone have some mints or some gum?" Bonnie asked. No one did, and she turned to Joe Hill Conley. She scrutinized him… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
They had killed themselves over our dying forests, over manatees maimed by propellers as they surfaced to drink from garden hoses; they… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Aphrodite put off her famous belt, in which all the charms of love are woven, potency, desire, lovely whispers, and the force… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
Jerome was sliding and climbing on top of me and it felt like it had the night before, like a crushing weight.… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
Words, words, word. Once, I had the gift. I could make love out of words as a potter makes cups of clay.… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“I don't want to ruin your life," Leonard said in a gentler tone. "You're not ruining it." "The drugs just slow the… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
At night the cries of cats making love or fighting, their caterwauling in the dark, told us that the world was pure… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
So do boys and men announce their intentions. They cover you like a sarcophagus lid. And call it love. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Is there anything as incredible as the love story of your own parents?” — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
But, like anyone in love, Madeleine believed that her own relationship was different from every other relationship, immune from typical problems. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“He hadn't suffered the eternity of the ring about to be picked up, didn't know the heart rush of hearing that incomparable… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“A love story can never be about full possession. The happy marriage, the requited love, the desire that never dims--these are lucky… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Only the Lisbon house remained dark, a tunnel, an emptiness, past our smoke and flames.” — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“She had just started living like a grown-up and she'd never felt more vulnerable, frightened or confused in her life.” — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
It's often said that a traumatic experience early in life marks a person forever, pulls her out of line, saying, "Stay there. Don't move. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“The window was still open,” Mr Lisbon said. “I don’t think we’d ever remembered to shut it. It was all clear to me. I… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
I was aware that you weren't supposed to write about suburbia, that it was undignified in some way, the subject matter not momentous enough.… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Within five minutes of the transfusion he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under the chin,… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“I don't approve of women driving, mind you. And now they get to vote!" He grumbled to himself. "Remember that play we saw ("The… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
I know that attaching memories to books may be going out of the world, but while it lasts, it's a strong record of your… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
I spend most of every day writing. I like to write every day if I can. I don't start extremely early. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
