I think our material is our lives. That's part of being a modern writer, and we have to use it. — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
Decay is quiet but ghastly, explosion is dramatic and dreadful. There's not much to choose between the two of them in reality, and most of our lives have sufficient of both. — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
There is cruelty in divorce. There is cruelty in forced or unfortunate marriage. We will continue to cry at weddings because we know how… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
“I carried with me into the West End Bar, the White Horse Tavern, a long list of things I would never do: I would… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
Many writers do write about their families and their immediate loved ones and love experiences, either as children or as adults. And very often… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
When I grew up, you needed to have straight hair. It's symbolic of needing to be like everyone else, needing to look like everyone… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
Most of us don't have mothers who blazed a trail for us--at least, not all the way. Coming of age before or during the… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
I think that certainly the artists of the '40s, '50s and '60s were fighting a very conformist society, which didn't give them enough space… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
I would prefer you not to say, "That was the most terribly written piece I've ever read." That would hurt me. But you don't… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
My mother had died when I wrote my first book. I was twenty-seven, so it was right at the beginning of my writing life.… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
I have always been fascinated by the human mind, conscious and unconscious - that is what writing and reading is about, too. The why… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
What other people think of me is not really my major concern in life. What other people think of what I write is another… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
A person who has no secrets is a liar. We always fold ourselves away from others just enough to preserve a secret or two,… — Anne Roiphe Copy Share Image
