At night, the house thick with sleep, she would peer out her bedroom window at the trees and sky and feel the… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
People define themselves to some degree by the music that they listened to as teens. My mom had Elvis. Me, I had… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Comparison is painful. Don't be cowed by other people's pretty pictures. When you feel unimpressive, or irrelevant, that has nothing to do… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
We stand there, quiet. My questions all seem wrong: How did you get so old? Was it all at once, in a… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Kathy was a Republican, one of those people who used the unforgivable phrase "meant to be"--usually when describing her own good fortune… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Even the financial disclosure statements that political bloggers were required to post hadn't stemmed the suspicion that people's opinions weren't really their… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Like many people of my generation, I feel like I survived my adolescent mischief only by a miracle, and it seems too… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I haven't read a lot of science fiction, and I never intend to write it; it seems to happen a little bit… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
What I Suddenly Understand My job is to make people uncomfortable. + I will do it all my life. ---> My mother,… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I guess in my own life, privacy, anonymity, and the mystery of being lost are important. I also feel that people are… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
If you don't have people that the reader cares about and stories that are gripping, you've got nothing. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Everybody sounds stoned, because they're e-mailing people the whole time they're talking to you. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
For me, New York is about anonymity; that's the draw. It's not at all about other people in my business being nearby.… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I guess it's always romantic when two people fall in love.... Even if it turns out not to be real. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I write totally spontaneously. I actually write fiction by hand - that always seems to startle people. I think the reason I… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I grew up in the 70s, when people talked on the phone - and just talked more. I remember the phone was… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
And it may be that a crowd at a particular moment of history creates the object to justify its gathering, as it… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
What he needed was to find fifty more people like him, who had stopped being themselves without realizing it. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Behind the desk was nothing but view-the whole city flung out in front of us the way street vendors fling out their towels packed… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I just think that, for my particular personality, feeling slightly invisible is always a help. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Between books, I have to throw out everything I did before, because the tools I've used to write the previous book will not only… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
As a reader and a writer, I'm happiest when apparently mutually exclusive states can somehow coexist. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I teach intermittently, and while I enjoy it, I don't find that it's a calling for me. — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
Like all failed experiments, that one taught me something I didn’t expect: one key ingredient of so-called experience is the delusional faith that it… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“Thousands of solar panels lift and tilt at the same time, in the same way. I clutch at Dad's arm: "Why are they doing… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
It was the hat. He looked sweet in the hat. How could a man in a fuzzy blue hat have used human bones to… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I was a stepchild in two different families. The hardest thing about being a stepchild is you know that in some way everything would… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
“The seconds pass. I know what’s going on because it’s the same thing that always happens: give me something nice, something I love or… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
I had this idea that I could hire myself out as a person to go on archeological digs and dig, without any training! I… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
At night, the house thick with sleep, she would peer out her bedroom window at the trees and sky and feel the presence of… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
