Books light the fire-whether it's a book that's already written, or an empty journal that needs to be filled in.
Meg WolitzerThe generation that had information, but no context. Butter, but no bread. Craving, but no longing.
Meg WolitzerThe minute you had kids you closed ranks. You didn't plan this in advance, but it happened. Families were like individual, discrete, moated island nations. The little group of citizens on the slab of rock gathered together instinctively, almost defensively, and everyone who was outside the wallsโeven if you'd once been best friendsโwas now just that, outsiders.
Meg Wolitzer