...poking a lump of red Jello that jiggles outrageously, like a breast I once knew. — Sara Gruen Breasts Copy Share Image
“90/93-year-old Jacob wonders as he gazes at his aged reflection, 'When did I stop being me?” — Sara Gruen Aged Copy Share Image
When will people learn that just because you can make something doesn’t mean you should? — Sara Gruen Education Copy Share Image
After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled. — Sara Gruen Hands Copy Share Image
I had my whole life planned.. I knew exactly where it was taking me.. — Sara Gruen Life Copy Share Image
When two people are meant to be together, they will be together. It's fate. — Sara Gruen Destiny Copy Share Image
“no matter how hard you try you will never be perfect so just except it.” — Sara Gruen Hard Copy Share Image
The more distressing the memory, the more persistent it's presence. — Sara Gruen Distressing Copy Share Image
I just don't think I've had the desire yet to write a vicious animal - like a dog-gone-bad or anything - where… — Sara Gruen Animal Copy Share Image
“You call your child by the names of all your other children and finally the dog before you get to his.” — Sara Gruen Animal Copy Share Image
The whole thing's illusion, [Jacob], and there's nothing wrong with that. It's what people want from us. It's what they expect. — Sara Gruen Illusion Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think if I had to choose between an ear of corn or making love to a woman, I'd choose the… — Sara Gruen Corn Copy Share Image
“Age is a terrible thief. Just when you're getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and… — Sara Gruen Life Copy Share Image
“He whispers in her ear, and she basks in his attention, trumpeting happily at the sight of him. Doesn't she remember?” — Sara Gruen Heart Copy Share Image
“When she comes to retrieve me [in the nursing home], after the tan-colored pudding with edible oil topping has sat for a… — Sara Gruen Nursing home Copy Share Image
At this moment, the story in his head was perfect. He also knew from experience that it would degenerate the second he… — Sara Gruen Degenerates Copy Share Image
But it all zipped by. One minute Marlena and I were up to our eyeballs, and the next thing we knew the… — Sara Gruen Borrowing Copy Share Image
... a gaggle of old ladies is glued to the window at the end of the hall like children or jailbirds. They're… — Sara Gruen Betray Copy Share Image
“Sometimes the monotony of bingo and sing alongs, ancient dusty people parked in the hallway in wheelchairs makes me long for death,… — Sara Gruen Aging Copy Share Image
I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb… — Sara Gruen Body Copy Share Image
“All I can do is put in time waiting for the inevitable, observing as the ghost of my past rattle around my… — Sara Gruen Time Copy Share Image
Age is a terrible thief. Just when you're getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and… — Sara Gruen Ache Copy Share Image
“Sometimes when you get older—and I'm not talking about you, I'm talking generally, because everyone ages differently—things you think on and wish… — Sara Gruen Aging Copy Share Image
“To be sure, I'm not perfect wife material: I'm neurotic. I'm compulsive. I speak before I think and can't cook worth a… — Sara Gruen Marriage Copy Share Image
Sometimes I think that if I had to choose between an ear of corn or making love to a woman, I'd choose… — Sara Gruen Apples Copy Share Image
Afterward, I curl around her. We lie in silence until darkness falls, and then, haltingly, she begins to talk...She speaks without need… — Sara Gruen Appearance Copy Share Image
“I open the orangutan's door and set a pan of fruits, vegetables, and nuts on the floor. As I close it, her… — Sara Gruen Orangutan Copy Share Image
They grew fat and happy--the horses, not the children, or Marlena for that matter. — Sara Gruen Children Copy Share Image
I strain to hear, but my old ears, for all their obscene hugeness, pick up nothing but snippets: — Sara Gruen Ears Copy Share Image
Honey, I plan to marry you the moment the ink is dry on that death certificate. — Sara Gruen Certificates Copy Share Image
You do right by me, I'll show you a life most suckers can't even dream of. — Sara Gruen Dream Copy Share Image
How hard can it be to find a girl and an elephant for Christ's sake? — Sara Gruen Christ Copy Share Image
“I'm glad has promised three dollars and a bottle of Canadian whiskey to the man who puts on the best show. You've… — Sara Gruen Funny Copy Share Image
Then I lie down on the horse blanket and drift into a dream about Marlena that will probably cost me my soul. — Sara Gruen Blanket Copy Share Image