Write because you love the art and the discipline, not because you're looking to sell something.
Ann PatchettThe kind of love that offers its life so easily, so stupidly, is always the love that is not returned.
Ann PatchettThere was no one clear point of loss. It happened over and over again in a thousand small ways and the only truth there was to learn was that there was no getting used to it.
Ann PatchettYou canโt pick up and leave everything behind because there is too much sadness in the world and not enough places to go.
Ann PatchettThere was such an incredible logic to kissing, such a metal-to-magnet pull between two people that it was a wonder that they found the strength to prevent themselves from succumbing every second. Rightfully, the world should be a whirlpool of kissing into which we sank and never found the strength to rise up again.
Ann Patchett