“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
A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They’re all parts of yourself. — Janet Fitch Books 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
“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
Nobody had forgotten anything here. In Berlin, you had to wrestle with the past, you had to build on the ruins, inside… — Janet Fitch America 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
“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
“I tried on Claire's double strand of pearls in the mirror, ran the smooth, lustrous beads through my fingers, touched the coral… — Janet Fitch Pearls 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
“Who can know God's intentions? Who can know Hid Mind?" She looked at the coffin, lying there like a giant question mark.… — Janet Fitch End of the day Copy Share Image
“They explained about the epidurals and drugs, but no one there was going to have drugs. They all wanted the natural experience.… — Janet Fitch Epidurals 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
“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
