Even her name seemed empty, as though it had detached itself from her and was floating untethered in his mind. How am… — Audrey Niffenegger Body Copy Share Image
“And Clare, always Clare. Clare in the morning all sleepy and crumple-faced. Clare with her arms plunging into the papermaking vat, pulling… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“Alba, it's okay,' Clare says softly. She looks at me. 'Say the poem about lovers on the carpet.' I blank, and then… — Audrey Niffenegger Poetry Copy Share Image
I've noticed that Henry needs an incredible amount of physical activity all the time in order to be happy. It's like hanging… — Audrey Niffenegger Greyhounds Copy Share Image
“Being in love is…anxious,” he said. “Wanting to please, worrying that she will see me as I really am. But wanting to… — Audrey Niffenegger Anxious Copy Share Image
“The hell with virtue. I've figured out the mechanics of her dress.” — Audrey Niffenegger Character Copy Share Image
He thanked her and left the house in the mood of a shipwrecked man who has allowed the rescue ship to pass… — Audrey Niffenegger House Copy Share Image
The compelling thing about making art—or making anything, I suppose—is the moment when the vaporous, insubstantial idea becomes a solid there, a… — Audrey Niffenegger Army Copy Share Image
Martin said, "It feels as though part of my self has detached and gone to Amsterdam, where it—she—is waiting for me. Do… — Audrey Niffenegger Absence Copy Share Image
There are several ways to react to being lost. One is to panic: this was usually Valentina's first impulse. Another is to… — Audrey Niffenegger Abandon Copy Share Image
“When the woman you live with is an artist, every day is a surprise. Clare has turned the second bedroom into a… — Audrey Niffenegger Art Copy Share Image
We laugh and laugh, and nothing can ever be sad, no one can be lost, or dead, or far away: right now… — Audrey Niffenegger Far away Copy Share Image
It comes out so quietly that I have to ask her to repeat it: “It’s just that I thought maybe you were… — Audrey Niffenegger Married Copy Share Image
“As I penetrate Clare she looks at me and I think I don’t exist and a second later she turns her head… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
That’s the thing about living vicariously; it’s so much faster than actual living. In a few minutes we’ll be worrying about names… — Audrey Niffenegger Children Copy Share Image
“To lose one child, Mr. DeTamble, may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose three looks like carelessness.” — Audrey Niffenegger Children Copy Share Image
Do you ever miss him? Every day. Every minute. Every minute, she says. Yes, it's that way, isn't it? — Audrey Niffenegger Every day Copy Share Image
“After my mom died she ate my father up completely. She would have hated it. Every minute of his life since then… — Audrey Niffenegger Death Copy Share Image
Running is many things to me: survival, calmness, euphoria, solitude. It is proof of my corporeal existence, my ability to control my… — Audrey Niffenegger Ability Copy Share Image
“It wasn't quite raining, but it wasn't exactly not raining either. She heard the driver squelching along the path behind her.” — Audrey Niffenegger Motivation Copy Share Image
“Right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment.” — Audrey Niffenegger Joy Copy Share Image
Chaos is more freedom; in fact, total freedom. But no meaning. — Audrey Niffenegger Chaos Copy Share Image
