She would (if she could) put her arm around the girl she'd been and try to tell her Take it easy, but the girl would not have listened. The girl had no receptors for Take it easy. And besides, "Hey Jude" was on the radio, it was her prayer, her manifesto, almost her dwelling place. She sang it everywhere. The music made her cry then; it makes her cry now. Listening to it now brings back memories so sharp they taste like blood in her mouth. Abigail Thomas
He loves me, he loves me not. How many flowers must I kill before he loves me?” ~He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
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Kimberly Kinrade
Write about small, self-contained incidents that are still vivid in your memory. If you remember them, it's because they contain a larger truth that your readers will recognize in their own lives. Think small and you'll wind up finding the big themes in your family...
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William Zinsser
I had failed to make a gift of myself to God.
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Karen Armstrong
Understanding the Way of Story as a sacred pattern and a living event. Story can reveal a spiritual path and or the way to healing. Stories become the foundation of health, peacebuilding and vision. Learning to listen, to recognize, to understand and attend the teachings...
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Deena Metzger
One afternoon as I just gazed at the topmost branches of those immensely tall trees I began to notice that the uppermost twigs and leaves were lyrical happy dancers glad that they had been apportioned the top, with all that rumbling experience of the whole...
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Jack Kerouac
More Quotes By Abigail Thomas
For better or for worse, but not for lunch, ...
It ended sadly. The kind of ending where you wait together, holding hands and weeping, while off in another room, love slowly dies.
After all, there are those people we like and dislike, there are those people we love, and then there are those we recognize. These are the unbreakable connections.
Once upon a time, when I was young, his forgetting might have rendered my memory meaningless. I no longer require so much from life.
Nothing is wasted when you are a writer. The stuff that doesn't work has to be written to make way for the stuff that might; often you need to take the long way around. And if you're writing memoir you're bound to discover things about...
