Quote by Mary Szybist Download Open image ““Mary worries about not having enough words in her head”” — Mary Szybist ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Despite her maturity, Mary was easily hoodwinked; that’s the problem with those who only ever see the good in people. I found it easy… — John Marrs Copy Share Image
“I wish you could persuade Mary not to be always fancying herself ill.” — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
“Mary wasn't brilliant.She was a good woman who let her emotions guide her politics. She just couldn't help being for anybody who was agin… — Murray Morgan Copy Share Image
“For several moments, Mary couldn't hear anything over the violent pounding of her pulse.” — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
“Mary is…different to me. I’m not going to pretend I understand why. All I know is, she’s a pounding in my chest that I… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Mary was fond of her own thoughts, and could amuse herself well sitting in twilight with her hands in her lap; for, having early… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“...she was something more- a force, a stable, familiar force like something out of my past which kept me from whirling off into some… — Ralph Ellison Copy Share Image
“Instead she squeezes Mary’s arm and appreciates her kindness. Her understanding. This is why people have children, even when they believe the world is… — Jessica Shattuck Copy Share Image
“For the love of Mary, I get it, she's got a nifty twat. Tell me what I need to know and you can go… — Glen Duncan Copy Share Image
“They were all looking at Mary, and she felt more than ever like the new pupil at a school where they had high expectations… — Philip Pullman Copy Share Image
“Mary, in these days, simply couldn't see that he was on the earth. She looked round him, above him, and through him, but never… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“In her blue dress, she's just a bit of that sky, just a blank bit fallen into the meadow.” — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
“ Apology I didn't mean to say so much to you. I should have thought to let the evening end by looking at the… — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
If I could/bind myself to this moment, to the slow//snare of its scent/what would it matter if I became//just the flutter of page/in a… — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
“Mary tells herself that if only she could have a child she could carry around like an extra lung, the emptiness inside her would… — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
“But if I were this thing, my mind a thousand times smaller than my wings, if my fluorescent blue flutter finally stumbled into the… — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
“I sit winding blue tape around my wrists to keep my hands from falling.” — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
“...though she cannot make cannot make the shuddering lines stay put.” — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
“The Troubadours Etc." Just for this evening, let's not mock them. Not their curtsies or cross-garters or ever-recurring pepper trees in their gardens promising,… — Mary Szybist Copy Share Image
