If you record the world honestly, there's no way people can stop being funny. A lot of fiction writing doesn't get that… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
Writing has to be an obsession - it's only for those who say, 'I'm not going to do anything else.' — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
To me, writing is much freer than dancing. With writing, you could do it whenever you wanted. You didnt have to do… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
Perhaps one would be wise when young even to avoid thinking of oneself as a writer - for there's something a little… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
People love gossip because it's slightly removed from actuality. It's a very literary thing... You can hear a great story, and it… — Lorrie Moore Copy Share Image
I don’t go back and look at my early work, because the last time I did, many years ago, it left me… — 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
