I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.
Janet FitchLet me tell you a few things about regret. There is no end to it. Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself?
Janet FitchWhenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow, under the first concentrated rays of the sun.
Janet FitchHow vast was a human being's capacity for suffering. The only thing you could do was stand in awe of it. It wasn't a question of survival at all. It was the fullness of it, how much could you hold, how much could you care.
Janet FitchI think we're starved for a life of the senses. We're in the garage, we're in the car, we drive to work, we're in a windowless cubicle that's gray and beige. In a way, it's funny that we consider ourselves an advanced culture, because people who live in so-called primitive environments still enjoy the richness of the smells, colors, and sounds of our world. We all crave that.
Janet Fitch