But I believed in starting over. There was finally, I knew, only rupture and hurt and falling short between all persons, but,… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
No matter what terror the earth could produce - winds, seas - a person could produce the same, lived with the same,… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
You know, I'm just a very boring, not very funny person in person. I don't feel pressured to be otherwise. — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
If I had a staff of even one person, or could tolerate a small amphetamine habit, or entertain the possibility of weekly… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable about this," he says. Say: "Hey. I am a very cool person. I am… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
But I believed in starting over. There was finally, I knew, only rupture and hurt and falling short between all persons, but, Shirley, the… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
I'm very interested in what people will do for money. Money: it's timeless. — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
“One of the problems with people in Chicago, she remembered, was that they were never lonely at the same time. Their sadness occurred in… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
“If you had forgotten, it would quickly come back to you. Aloneness was like riding a bike. At gunpoint. With the gun in your… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
“Observing others go through them, he used to admire midlife crises, the courage and shamelessness and existential daring of them, but after he'd watched… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
Start dating someone who is funny, someone who has what in high school you called a "really great sense of humor" and what now… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
“Amber was not shy. If she had been shy, not one of us would be at Perkins right now.” — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
“Farmers aren't rich. They have land but no money." Actually, my father didn't even have that much land. He had once stood on the… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
“My grandmother, who, when I visited, stared at me with the staggering, arrogant stare of the dying, the wise vapidity of the already gone;… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
