Marriage is memory, marriage is time. Marriage is not only time: it is also, parodoxically, the denial of time. — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“Marriage is not only time: it is also, parodoxically, the denial of time. For forty years I saw myself through John’s eyes.… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
In the early years, you fight because you don't understand each other. In the later years, you fight because you do. — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“I could not count the times during the average day when something would come up that I needed to tell him. This… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
I did consider marriage and motherhood extreme and doomed commitments. Not out of any experience of them as such, but it was… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“both schoolteachers and both dedicated to the Seventh-Day Adventist Church, whose members observe the Sabbath on Saturday, believe in an apocalyptic Second… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
You have your wonderful memories," people said later, as if memories were solace. Memories are not. Memories are by definition of times… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
I couldn't give away my husband's shoes. I could give away other things, but the shoes - I don't know what it… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“This is my attempt to make sense of the period that followed, weeks and then months that cut loose any fixed idea… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
To shift the structure of a sentence alters the meaning of that sentence, as definitely and inflexibly as the position of a camera alters… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
I work every day. Sometimes I don't accomplish anything every day, but if I don't work every day, I get depressed and get afraid… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
California is a place in which a boom mentality and a sense of Chekhovian loss meet in uneasy suspension. — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“Why did I write it down? In order to remember, of course, but exactly what was it I wanted to remember? How much of… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
I no longer want reminders of what was, what got broken, what got lost, what got wasted. — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
My mother 'gave teas' the way other mothers breathed. Her own mother 'gave teas.' All of their friends 'gave teas,' each involving butter cookies… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
I'm not very interested in people. I recognize it in myself - there is a basic indifference toward people. — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“Was there ever in anyone's life span a point free in time, devoid of memory, a point when choice was any more than sum… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“Research to date has shown that, like many other stressors, grief frequently leads to changes in the endocrine, immune, autonomic nervous, and cardiovascular systems;… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
“By the end of the week she was thinking constantly about where her body stopped and the air began about the exact point in… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
