“I learned that there are two young men lost in the woods. Not one. Two…I may never find one of the young men…He has been gone so long. The odds, I'm afraid may be against it. But as for the… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Sometimes we want something to be true so badly that we convince ourselves that it is true.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
I like to write first-person because I like to become the character I'm writing. — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
But I think this: that whatever prices I've paid, whatever sorrows I shoulder, well, I have blessings, too. Not just my family now, but… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“why would white dudes want to change things when they held all the cards?” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“And in taking on the subject of themselves-making themselves vulnerable to the unseen reader-they have exchanged powerlessness for for the power that comes with… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“People had always amazed him, he began. But they amazed him more since the sickness. For as long as the two of them had… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“So I got my stuff and the girl at the register puts these other things in my bag, too. Little free samples: gum and… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
What if I don’t like adventure? Then cultivate a taste for it. Take a chance. That’s how you grow. — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“Guess what?' I said. 'I have a psychic.' His head tilted questioningly, birdlike. A sidekick?” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
Life is a whoopee cushion, a chair pulled away just as you were taking a seat. — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“What I remembered about those seesaw rides was the way Thomas would get mad at me, midride, and evacuate. Send me crashing back down… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“I didn't respond to him. Couldn't speak at all. Couldn't look at his self-mutilation--not even the clean, bandaged version of it. Instead, I looked… — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
I write to find out what the story means to me, that is what I try to do especially with the first draft. — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
“As anxious and limited as that love might have been, it had been love nonetheless.” — Wally Lamb Copy Share Image
