People seem able to love their dogs with an unabashed acceptance that they rarely demonstrate with family or friends. The dogs do… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
Just because things hadn't gone the way I had planned didn't necessarily mean they had gone wrong. — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
Praise and criticism seem to me to operate exactly on the same level. If you get a great review, it's really thrilling… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
That was the way things worked. When you were looking for the big fight, the moment that you thought would knock everything… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
Time has a funny way of collapsing when you go back to a place you once loved. You find yourself thinking, I… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
I believe, in my better moments, that there is a plan and things go not the way we want them to but… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
Our friendship was like our writing in some ways. It was the only thing that was interesting about our otherwise dull lives.… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
That's the way I work. I get it all plotted in my mind, and then I write it down. — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
There was no one clear point of loss. It happened over and over again in a thousand small ways and the only… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
I love a large cast of characters. That's the way life is: it's flooded with people and we keep them all straight. — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
I will go and speak at rotary clubs. I will go and speak at schools. I'm so much in the community, but… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
It was all in my head and now all I had to do was figure out a way to get it down… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
I can't write the book I want to write, but I can and will write the book I am capable of writing. — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“Without worry to protect me, every thought that came into my mind received real attention.” — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“I wrote the last sentence of The Patron Saint of Liars in early April and stumbled out of my apartment and into the beautiful… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“In the future, he will try to say her name enough, but he never can.” — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
My novels are very much the same, as I think many people's novels are. — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“He was in love, and never had he felt such kindness towards another person.” — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
If I was a waitress, I was too tired at the end of the day when I came home to try to write. — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“She didn't know how to hate her mother yet, but every time she left her father crying in the airport she came that much… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“When you think of love you think as an American. You must think like a Russian. It is a more expansive view.' 'Americans havea… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
