“People losing each other, their hands slipping loose in a crowd.” — Janet Fitch Crowd Copy Share Image
It's all I ever really wanted, that revelation. The possibility of fixed stars. — Janet Fitch Astronomy Copy Share Image
It's not that he was going nowhere, it's that he'd already arrived. — Janet Fitch Arrived Copy Share Image
I felt like an undeveloped photograph that he was printing, my image rising to the surface under his gaze. — Janet Fitch Photograph Copy Share Image
“He just wanted to stand close to her, touch her hair that was white as glacier milk...” — Janet Fitch Just Wanted Copy Share Image
When you started thinking it was easy, you were forgetting what it cost. — Janet Fitch Cost Copy Share Image
We strive for beauty and balance, the sensual over the sentimental. — Janet Fitch Balance Copy Share Image
I love Derrick Brown for the surprise of one word waking up next to another. One moment tender, funny or romantic, the… — Janet Fitch Amazing talent Copy Share Image
I was always mortified.Didn't they know they were tying thier mothers to the ground? Weren't chains ashamed of their prisoners? — Janet Fitch Ashamed Copy Share Image
You can't shape me anymore. I am the uncontrolled element, the random act. I am forward movement in time. You think you… — Janet Fitch Elements Copy Share Image
She was a beautiful woman dragging a crippled foot and I was that foot. I was bricks sewn into the hem of… — Janet Fitch Beautiful Copy Share Image
“That beautiful girl, she was a universe, bearer of these words that rang like gongs, that tumbled like flutes made of human… — Janet Fitch Beautiful girl Copy Share Image
“If sinners were so unhappy, why would they prefer their suffering? But now I knew why. Without my wounds, who was I?” — Janet Fitch Sinner Copy Share Image
I use my fiction to explore my own unconscious issues. I usually don't even know what's going on with me until I'm… — Janet Fitch Autobiographical Copy Share Image
“This was the life I was going to be living, everybody separated from everybody else, hanging on for a moment, only to… — Janet Fitch Life Copy Share Image
I thought of my mother as Queen Christina, cool and sad, eyes trained on some distant horizon. That was where she belonged,… — Janet Fitch Enough Copy Share Image
“Rena noticed me watching it pass. 'You think they don't got problem?' Rena said. 'Everybody got problem. You got me, they got… — Janet Fitch Bird Copy Share Image
Darkness coiled between what he wanted them to believe and the self he despised. It only made him more alone. How could… — Janet Fitch Achieve Copy Share Image
Let me tell you a few things about regret...There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain… — Janet Fitch Air Copy Share Image
I usually start with something that has some energy, like a compressed character or a situation that's wound up like a spring.… — Janet Fitch Beginning Copy Share Image
“Nobody ever complained? Girls were kind. No one ever told him, I could barely stay awake. If only you'd come faster, I… — Janet Fitch Old fashion Copy Share Image
Don't attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you're lonely. Lonliness is the human condition. No… — Janet Fitch Attention Copy Share Image
“Just make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your… — Janet Fitch Art Copy Share Image
“Everybody asks why I started at the end and worked back to the beginning, the reason is simple, I couldn't understand the… — Janet Fitch Beginning Copy Share Image
“Anyone could buy a green Jaguar, find beauty in a Japanese screen two thousand years old. I would rather be a connoisseur… — Janet Fitch Beauty Copy Share Image
“Who can know God's intentions? Who can know Hid Mind?" She looked at the coffin, lying there like a giant question mark.… — Janet Fitch End of the day Copy Share Image
“At night she began cooking things in the kitchen, things too strange to mention. She steeped oleander in boiling water, and the… — Janet Fitch Gardening Copy Share Image
“I didn't tell her about the free-for-alls on the school yard, muggings on the bus. A girl burned a cigarette hole in… — Janet Fitch Astrid Copy Share Image
“Her voice was trained, supple as leather, precise as a knife thrower's blade. Singing or talking, it had the same graceful quality,… — Janet Fitch Six months Copy Share Image
“what was the point in creating something that was so futile and so precious? everything beautiful was like that. a little bit… — Janet Fitch Another time Copy Share Image
“They explained about the epidurals and drugs, but no one there was going to have drugs. They all wanted the natural experience.… — Janet Fitch Epidurals Copy Share Image
