New York City was the world's biggest vibrator. Everything vibrated above, and below the streets. — Nancy Pickard Copy Share Image
Where there are problems, there are angels hovering about just waiting for us to ask them to help us transform our suffering into blessings. I'm not being religious, I'm telling you the truth as I have experienced it. ... And I'm not being trendy either. I was talking to angels long before they got fashionable. ... So maybe you don't… — Nancy Pickard Copy Share
You can have faith in writing itself. That's where to place your faith, in the same way that a pole vaulter places his faith… — Nancy Pickard Copy Share Image
“I want that child around for the rest of its life to remind Tom what a fool he is.” — Nancy Pickard Copy Share Image
If you have a dream of writing, that's wishful thinking. If you have a commitment to writing, that's the way to make your dreams… — Nancy Pickard Copy Share Image
History is the study of lies, anyway, because no witness ever recalls events with total accuracy, not even eyewitnesses — Nancy Pickard Copy Share Image
“Out of a still, clear day, the wind suddenly picked up. It bowed the grass in his direction, unaccountably lifting his spirits and making… — Nancy Pickard Copy Share Image
“He'd been inside of a storm, all right. He'd been swept up in a tornado of sex and memory, naked regret and short-lived ecstasy.… — Nancy Pickard Copy Share Image
“It had come as a relief when she had been forced to go into the hospital in Emporia, where she could be given drugs… — Nancy Pickard Copy Share Image
