Most humbling of all is to comprehend the lifesaving gift that your pit crew of people has been for you, and all… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
Sometimes this human stuff is slimy and pathetic...but better to feel it and talk about it and walk through it than to… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
The worst time in any writer's life is the two months before publication. ALL writers become mental and pathetic, even those of… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
I guess he'll have to figure out someday that he is supposed to have this dark side, that it is part of what it… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
Why couldn't Jesus command us to obsess over everything, to try to control and manipulate people, to try not to breathe at all, or… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
Your problem is how you are going to spend this one odd and precious life you have been issued. Whether you're going to spend… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
And yet, I do believe there is ultimately meaning in the chaos, and also in the doldrums. What I resist is not the truth… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
Raising a child, whether or not it is yours, is like Nautilus of the heart and soul. — Anne Lamott Copy Share
“I heard a preacher say recently that hope is a revolutionary patience; let me add that so is being a writer. Hope begins in… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
“I think perfectionism is based on the obsessive belief that if you run carefully enough, hitting each stepping-stone just right, you won't have to… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
We are going to die, as is everyone we adore - I hate this! But the question is, how do we live as women… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
“You will go through your life thinking there was a day in second grade that you must have missed, when the grown-ups came in… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
“You begin to string words together like beads to tell a story. You are desperate to communicate, to edify or entertain, to preserve moments… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
“You lose the known package of your nice organized self almost instantly here. Overeating is one way back, the way it is at funerals… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
