And I also know that pain can seem like an endless ribbon. You pull it and you pull it. You keep gathering it toward you, and as it collects, you really can't believe that there's something else at the end of it. Something that isn't just more pain. But there's always something else at the end; something at least a little different. You never know what that thing will be, but it's there.
Meg WolitzerBut now the world, he thought, had taken them. He knew that this could suddenly happen. One day you just woke up, and there was somewhere that you needed to be.
Meg WolitzerWasn't the whole point of being an artist, or at least part of it, that you didn't have to wear a tie?
Meg WolitzerThe generation that had information, but no context. Butter, but no bread. Craving, but no longing.
Meg Wolitzer