She didn't like to be alone. Even more, she didn't like being with people. (148) — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
The purpose of fiction is not to make people seem nice. What makes anyone think people are nice? Look around you! — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
People like to think the younger generation's job is to steer the world to hell. But it's never true, is it? They're… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“You could buy a snow blower or a nice wool dress for your wife, but beneath it all people were rats scurrying… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“Had they known at these moments to be queitly joyful? Most likely not. People mostly did not know enough when they were… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
Oh that's lovely," said Bunny. "Olive, you've got a date." "Why would you say something so foolish?" Olive asked, really annoyed. "We're… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
I got a gerontology certificate a million years ago along with my law degree, so I've been interested in older people for… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
I like people a lot, but I am not comfortable in literary New York situations. There is deep anxiety and tension around… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
I don't want to live in Maine full time, but the physical beauty is very striking. It is the exact opposite of… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“In case you haven’t noticed, people get hard-hearted against the people they hurt. Because we can’t stand it. Literally. To think we… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
I'm so deeply interested in what it feels like to be other people that I get to operate under the illusion when… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
There were days - she could remember this - when Henry would hold her hand as they walked home, middle-aged people, in… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
But what could you do? Only keep going. People kept going; they had been doing it for thousands of years. You took… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
I don't especially like to travel, not the way many people do. I know many people that love to go to far-off… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
I'm so interested in the fact that we really don't know anybody. We think we know the people close to us, but… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
By the time they were pulling into the parking lot of the A&P, the mood was fading, the moment gone. Amy could feel it… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“what young people did not know. They did not know that lumpy, aged, and wrinkled bodies were as needy as their own young, firm… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“I said on the phone to my mother, “I think I’m going to write the story of the Burgess kids.” “It’s a good one,”… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“And she learned - freshly, scorchingly - of the privacy of sorrow. It was as though she had been escorted through a door into… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“He looked at the books, and she wanted to say, 'Stop that,' as though he were reading her diary.” — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“The year that followed - was it the happiest year of his own life? He often thought so, even knowing that such a thing… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
I have to pay attention to what I have felt and observed, then push these responses to an extreme while keeping the story within… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“She could hear in the darkness of her car how his breathing was quicker now; and her own was, too. She wanted to say… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“Abdikarim shook his head in his darkened room, sweat coming from his face down onto his neck. “No, he cuts my heart. You didn’t… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
I like people a lot, but I am not comfortable in literary New York situations. There is deep anxiety and tension around success here.… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
The fact of the matter is I always have a really high sense of responsibility to the reader, whether it's a few readers that… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
