Janice Galloway

I had thought that growing up's consolation was that you could escape from the arbitrariness of things, that somehow one acquired more…

— Janice Galloway

Quiet book-learning in monasteries and ethereal music, sonnets and courtly lovethat stuff is all fantasyand veneer? You couldn't afford to let the…

— Janice Galloway

No matter how often I think I can't stand it anymore, I always do. There is no alternative. I don't fall, I…

— Janice Galloway

“The whole point is that time passes. That things fade. He is already hard to remember. Look, I used to cry because…

— Janice Galloway

It's asking for trouble to listen to music alone.

— Janice Galloway

No matter how dark the room gets I can always see. It looks emptier when I put the lights on so I…

— Janice Galloway

You would think there's a natural limit to tears: only so much the body can give at one sitting before it runs…

— Janice Galloway

Needing people yet being afraid of them is wearing me out.

— Janice Galloway

I already read everything. I read poems and plays and novels and newspapers and comic books and magazines. I read tins in…

— Janice Galloway

“That was probably how religion worked. The triumph of loneliness over intelligence. And why not? Why shouldn’t religion be exactly the same…

— Janice Galloway

The phone is an instrument of intrusion into order. It is a threat to control. Just when you think you are alone…

— Janice Galloway

“God isn't fooled by mercenary goodness I told myself and went back to manic smiling.”

— Janice Galloway