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Sometimes I think it is my fate to live in the wreckage and confusion of crumbling houses.


Abdulrazak Gurnah


#family #novel #family

Early on I set out to write the next Great American Novel, and then later on I set out the silverware and enjoyed my dinner in silence. 



Jarod Kintz


#dinner #eat #food #great-american-novel #silence

The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle.


John Green


#friendship #missing-person #prom #road-trip #teen-novel

We were afraid of so many things: Of our children, who lived in their own world of casually lurid pleasures, zombies and cartoon killers and thuggish music. Of our neighbors, who were buying gold and ammunition and great quantities of freeze-dried food, and who were organizing themselves into angry tribes recognizable to one another by bumper stickers.


Jean Thompson


#food

The sweet-smelling aroma of the island spices still hung in the air. It filled his nostrils and titillated his appetite all over again. His appetite drove him mad for something much more than food.


Luke A.M. Brown


#lamb #non-silence #novel #food

The question is not "can you wear your father's shoes?". The question is "can you walk in your father's shoes?". It is one thing having a mentor and it is another thing to become like your mentor.


Israelmore Ayivor


#apprentice #copy #excel #excellence #extra

A novelist is, like all mortals, more fully at home on the surface of the present than in the ooze of the past.


Vladimir Nabokov


#home #like #more #mortals #novelist

I have learnt to seek solace in knowing, this is me. Pandora Poikilos from her novel Excuse Me, My Brains Have Stepped Out


Pandora Poikilos


#forgiveness #hurt #novel #pain #people

I forgive, but I don't forget


Olivia Shan


#forgiveness

Coming home seemed to have started the healing process. No longer vivid and garish, the memories seemed to be covered in gossemer, fading behind a curtain of time and forgiveness.


Karen Fowler


#mothers-and-daughters #novella #short-fiction #forgiveness






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