One of the odd things about being a writer is that you never reach a point of certainty, a point of mastery where you can say, Right. Now I understand how this is done.
Jenny OffillA few nights later, I secretly hope that I might be a genius. Why else can no amount of sleeping pills fell my brain? But in the morning my daughter asks me what a cloud is and I cannot say.
Jenny OffillWhen God is a father, he is said to be elsewhere. When God is a mother, she is said to be everywhere.
Jenny OffillSome women make it look so easy, the way they cast ambition off like an expensive coat that no longer fits.
Jenny Offill