Quote by Amy Waldman Download Open image ““Its walls were mirrored, its tables marble, its espresso feral, its pastry stale.”” — Amy Waldman ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“He’d polished that old coffee table a few times since he had arrived, but the dust seemed to meander from room to room like… — Ania Ahlborn Copy Share Image
“We both touched wood on the cafe table and the waiter came to see what it was we wanted. But what we wanted he,… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“She still had all of her marbles, though every one of them was a bit odd and rolled asymmetrically. She” — Ellen Klages Copy Share Image
“It wasn't just coffee...it was an experience. Smooth, roasted, buttery notes gave away to a velvet finish.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I stared at the objects before me: cold coffee in a cup of thick white glass, folded napkin, spoon with a liquid coffee shadow… — Mary Gaitskill Copy Share Image
“Stones had been cast and glasshouses lay in shards all around us. Inside I was dead; it was time for my exterior to follow… — John Marrs Copy Share Image
“The floors were like marble chessboards, and the ceilings were like cakes.” — Jonathan Safran Foer Copy Share Image
“table. He could not help seeing the dead thing. How still it was! How horribly white the long hands looked! It was like a… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“The room melts away around her and the air stands still as she sails silently towards the table. I have to lick my lips… — Stephen Cost Copy Share Image
“It's like I'm living inside a mirror. I see things, I do things, but they are just surfaces and nothing more.” — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
“I like cardboard. Of course, I have to be in the mood to eat Pizza Hut.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
I'm kind of a mash-up of taste - Graham Greene and Jane Austen; W.G. Sebald and Alice Munro. — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
Nothing in life gets dropped without someone else having to pick it up. — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
I wasn't sitting around years ago thinking, 'I really want to write a novel. — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
“She ate ramen noodles from the vending machine, their texture just a few molecular recombinations from the Styrofoam cup containing them.” — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
My children, who are almost two: watching them develop has made me pay much closer attention to how we become who we are. — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
In life, redemption was walking up the down escalator: stop to congratulate yourself, and back you slid. — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
Perhaps this was the secret to being at peace: want nothing but what is given to you. — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
My parents are aging and there are difficult issues. It's strange to have children at the beginning of life and parents nearing the end. — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
Imagination, it turns out, is a great deal like reporting in your own head. Here is a paradox of fiction-writing. You are crafting something… — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
“Don't succumb to the fear; don't mistake the absolutism of Khan's opposition for morality” — Amy Waldman Copy Share Image
