Writing is a job, a talent, but it's also the place to go in your head. It is the imaginary friend you drink your tea with in the afternoon.
Ann PatchettIt was too much work to remember things you might not have again, and so one by one they opened up their hands and let them go.
Ann PatchettWe are taught to be suspicious, especially of anyone who might not look like us or share our beliefs.
Ann Patchett