Quote by Ann Patchett Download Open image ““Teresa closed her eyes, waited, inhaled sonofabitch, exhaled sonofabitch.”” — Ann Patchett ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Her breath caught in her throat, for she heard the clatter of death waiting to fall.” — Kate Danley Copy Share Image
“No, we wern't telling Teresa. Because she had that same smell on her skin too, that dead hoocow's awful sterile rot, and until I… — Joan Frances Turner Copy Share Image
“There she stood, hiding; the mother without child, the voiceless woman full of anger. Her smoked nails hammered her evaporated heart snivelling in the… — Laura Gentile Copy Share Image
“Outside, as she passed the kitchen window, she watched her breath appear before her in the lamplight and then it died away in moist… — Paulette Jiles Copy Share Image
“If she could breathe then it could be heard, but she was breathless.” — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
“I began the project of judging Mother Teresa’s reputation by her actions and words rather than her actions and words by her reputation.” — Christopher Hitchens Copy Share Image
“A few deep breaths, and the trepidation was momentarily quelled. She” — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Yes, she was still breathing—and by the gods, he would keep her that way!” — T.L. Shreffler Copy Share Image
“...she stood back and wiped the sweat-sting from her eyes. The air was clean. Her hands brown with dirt. Pride surged through her, raw… — Anthony Marra Copy Share Image
“When she went back to the telephone Hely’s breath, on the other end, was ragged and secretive.” — Donna Tartt 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
