As an artist, you can never get what you want. What you do never approaches what you want it to be. — Janet Fitch Approach Copy Share Image
without my wounds, who was i? my scars were my face, my past was my life. — Janet Fitch Faces Copy Share Image
“God gave you everything just to take it away. Just so you knew exactly what you were missing.” — Janet Fitch Gave Copy Share Image
“It was all I ever really wanted, that revelation. The possibility of fixed stars.” — Janet Fitch Astronomy Copy Share Image
I felt like time was a great sea, and I was floating on the back of a turtle, and no sails broke… — Janet Fitch Broke Copy Share Image
Panic was the worst thing. When you panicked, you couldn't see possibilities. Then came despair. — Janet Fitch Anxiety Copy Share Image
“don't turn over rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live underneath them.” — Janet Fitch Creatures Copy Share Image
she’s not as pretty as you,” I said “But she’s a simpler girl,” my mother whispered. — Janet Fitch Girl Copy Share Image
The night crackled ... Everything had turned to static electricity in the heat. I combed my hair to watch the sparks fly… — Janet Fitch Electricity 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 Hanging on Copy Share Image
How right that the body changed over time, becoming a gallery of scars, a canvas of experience, a testament to life and… — Janet Fitch Becoming Copy Share Image
I felt suddenly cruel, like I´d told dmall children there was no tooth fairy, that it was just their Mom sneaking into… — Janet Fitch Bed Copy Share Image
After all the fears, the warnings, after all, a woman's mistakes are different from a girl's. They are written by fire on… — Janet Fitch Different Copy Share Image
“She was used to taking the world as it was, she'd never have guessed you could get what you wanted by asking… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
When you're a little kid, you are small, your life is small - and you're terrifically aware of that. But when you… — Janet Fitch Arabian Copy Share Image
The story of her life. God gave you everything just to take it away. Just so you knew exactly what you were… — Janet Fitch Gave Copy Share Image
Most people use twenty verbs to describe everything from a run in their stocking to the explosion of an atomic bomb. You… — Janet Fitch Atomic bomb Copy Share Image
She kissed me on the mouth. Her mouth tasted like iced coffee and cardamom, and I was overwhelmed by the taste, her… — Janet Fitch Coffee Copy Share Image
“You want car?' Rena said. 'Artist college? You think I don't know? How you think you pay? So this dress. Pretty dress.… — Janet Fitch Art Copy Share Image
My father was an engineer - he wasn't literary, not a writer or a journalist, but he was one of the world's… — Janet Fitch Arms Copy Share Image
“I could see the two of us in the round mirror on the wall, our long hair down, our blue eyes. Norsewomen.… — Janet Fitch Long hair Copy Share Image
That kind of tenderness couldn't be permitted to last. You only got a taste, enough to know what perfection meant, and then… — Janet Fitch Eagles Copy Share Image
“How it was. How it was that the earth could open up under you and swallow you whole, close above you as… — Janet Fitch Nature Copy Share Image
At every moment, each instrument knew what to play. Its little bit. But none could see the whole thing like this, all… — Janet Fitch Conductor Copy Share Image
“The Fool, the Zero card, dressed in motley, dazzled face to the sky, foot about to come off the cliff. Pierrot. It… — Janet Fitch Magician Copy Share Image
“Astrid," Linda called, her feet tucked under herself on the flower-print couch. "If you had a choice between two weeks in Paris… — Janet Fitch Gaze Copy Share Image
“You never thought, maybe I should have left Astrid some words.” — Janet Fitch Janet-fitch Copy Share Image
No matter where I was, my compass pointed west. I would always know what time it was in California. — Janet Fitch California Copy Share Image
Life should always be like this. ... Like lingering over a good meal. — Janet Fitch Food Copy Share Image
