She smiled at him, with longing. 'Where do you live,' she asked, 'and how do I get there?
Lorrie MooreI had never feared insomnia before--like prison, wouldn't it just give you more time to read?
Lorrie MooreI tried not to think about my life. I did not have any good solid plans for it long-term - no bad plans either, no plans at all - and the lostness of that, compared with the clear ambitions of my friends (marriage, children, law school), sometimes shamed me. Other times in my mind I defended such a condition as morally and intellectually superior - my life was open and ready and free - but that did not make it less lonely.
Lorrie MooreYou chose love like a belief, a faith, a place, a box for one's heart to knock against like a spook in the house.
Lorrie Moore