“Reading, she tells me, is what she does best. She loves it because it uses the whole of her, the right and the left, the hemispheres of reason and imagination. She discovered as a child that a closed book is… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share Image
“What I carry in my backpack down to the river, I carry not knowing that in less than an hour Thomas Broughton will be… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“Honor is truth. Truth has many meanings, but it first means that you have to be true to yourself. It is hard to be… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“If I were good the way my dad is good, then I wouldn't be filling up these pages. They would be blank, the way… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“Read to your heart's content. Though if you are a reader, the heart is never content.” — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“Reading, she tells me, is what she does best. She loves it because it uses the whole of her, the right and the left,… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“So many options that they're almost overwhelming. Which is why it is sometimes so easy to grab the cliche, to reach out to what… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“She touches her wrist where her watch used to be, her fingers lost without time to hold on to.” — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“Seed-- The boy I loved/had the veins of the ancient./He was eighteen, but also/a hundred and eighty,/Biblical and stubborn/as stone lodged/in the earth./ When… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“You have to stop and freeze the moment," he told me I had told her. "You have to make yourself remember by repeating it… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“Anthology-- What binds together the moments/of earthly grace? What gathers up/the last white daisy in an amber field;/ a baby bird hatching from a… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
“Do you have any idea how hard a story is to write? My brain is jumpy, and my heart doesn't know where to live.… — Jenny Hubbard Copy Share
