“Maybe there was just the Devil, the real God of this lousy world.” — Janet Fitch Devil Copy Share Image
Women always put men first. That's how everything got so screwed up. — Janet Fitch Firsts Copy Share Image
No matter how unappealing, each of them imagines he is somehow worthy. — Janet Fitch Imagine Copy Share Image
This is what happens when you fall in love. You're looking at a natural disaster. — Janet Fitch Disaster Copy Share Image
“My words, that's what she wanted. What's this? she kept asking. What's this? But how could I tell her? She'd taken all… — Janet Fitch Janet-fitch Copy Share Image
She would buy magic every day of the week. Love me, that face said. I'm so lonely, so desperate. I'll give you… — Janet Fitch Days of the week Copy Share Image
I wondered where he was now whether I would ever hear him again. Whether someone would love him, someday show him what… — Janet Fitch Mean Copy Share Image
Only peons made excusses for themselves she taught me. Never apologize, never explain. — Janet Fitch Apologizing Copy Share Image
“But I knew one more thing. That people who denied who they were or where they had been were in the greatest… — Janet Fitch Danger Copy Share Image
“To dare to see is to steal fire from the Gods. This is mankind's destiny, the engine which fuels us as a… — Janet Fitch Dare Copy Share Image
How can I shed tears for a man I should never have allowed to touch me in any way? — Janet Fitch Men Copy Share Image
“It wasn't like America, where we scraped the earth clean, thinking we could start again every time. We hadn't learned yet, there… — Janet Fitch America Copy Share Image
The Santa Anas blew in hot from the desert, shriveling the last of the spring grass into whiskers of pale straw. Only… — Janet Fitch Daggers Copy Share Image
“That fucking crow-bodied thing had won. How gleeful it was now. All because he'd wanted to live, forget genius and destiny, and… — Janet Fitch Crow Copy Share Image
And I realized as I walked through the neighborhood how each house could contain a completely different reality. In a single block,… — Janet Fitch Block Copy Share Image
You must find a boy your own age. Someone mild and beautiful to be your lover. Someone who will tremble for your… — Janet Fitch Age Copy Share Image
“In Berlin, you had to wrestle with the past, you had to build on the ruins, inside them. It wasn’t like America,… — janet fitch Empty canvas Copy Share Image
“What’s real is always worth it,' she explained to me. 'Look how it’s made.' She showed me the shoulders, the way they… — Janet Fitch Janet-fitch Copy Share Image
“Why does each man kill the thing he loves?...you killed it by accident. Thinking you were doing something else. It was a… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
“Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory… — Janet Fitch Artist Copy Share Image
“what was the point in creating something that was so futile and so precious? everything beautiful was like that. a little bit… — Janet Fitch Another time Copy Share Image
I wanted to hear what she was saying. I wanted to smell that burnt midnight again, I wanted to feel that wind.… — Janet Fitch California Copy Share Image
“I could see the two of us in the round mirror on the wall, our long hair down, our blue eyes. Norsewomen.… — Janet Fitch Long hair Copy Share Image
¨Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to… — Janet Fitch Human condition Copy Share Image
They wanted the real mother, the blood mother, the great womb, mother of fierce compassion, a woman large enough to hold all… — Janet Fitch Bigs Copy Share Image
So much wanting and longing, clutching, desiring, passion and hatred and terrible need. Here, death was suitable, there was room for it,… — Janet Fitch Black Copy Share Image
“She sat in her chair, eyes closed. She liked to be the last one to leave. She despised crowds, and their opinions… — Janet Fitch Audience Copy Share Image
“If I were a poet, that’s what I’d write about. People who worked in the middle of the night. Men who loaded… — Janet Fitch Coffee shop Copy Share Image
“But then I realized, they didn't mean their own mothers. Not those weak women, those victims. Drug addicts, shopaholics, cookie bakers. They… — Janet Fitch Drug addict Copy Share Image
“Don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you’re lonely. Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate… — Janet Fitch Angst Copy Share Image
“It sickens me to think of you a prevalence of void unholy immovable damned. gifts. an overblown sense of his own importance.… — Janet Fitch Ability to love Copy Share Image
