Quotes From "Olive Kitteridge" By Elizabeth Strout

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And then as the little plane climbed higher and Olive saw spread out below them fields of bright and tender green in this morning sun, farther out the coastline, the ocean shiny and almost flat, tiny white wakes behind a few lobster boats--then Olive felt something she had not expected to feel again: a sudden surging greediness for life. She leaned forward, peering out the window: sweet pale clouds, the sky as blue as your hat, the new green of the fields, the broad expanse of water--seen from up here it all appeared wondrous, amazing. She remembered what hope was, and this was it. That inner churning that moves you forward, plows you through life the way the boats below plowed the shiny water, the way the plane was plowing forward to a place new, and where she was needed. . Elizabeth Strout
She understood that Simon was a disappointed man if he...
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She understood that Simon was a disappointed man if he needed, at ths age, to tell her he had pitied her for years. Elizabeth Strout
It seems to Henry, as he takes his seat in...
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It seems to Henry, as he takes his seat in his usual middle pew, that women are far braver than men Elizabeth Strout
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The appetites of the body were private battles. Elizabeth Strout
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She had spells of manic loquaciousness, followed by days of silence. Elizabeth Strout
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Or maybe, he thought, returning to the boxes, it was part of being Catholic--you were made to feel guilty about everything Elizabeth Strout
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Inside the music like this, she understood many things. She understood that Simon was a disappointed man if he needed, at this age, to tell her he had pitied her for years. She understood that as he drove his car back down the coast toward Boston, toward his wife with whom he had raised three children, that something in him would be satisfied to have witnessed her the way he had tonight, and she understood that this form of comfort was true for many people, as it made Malcolm feel better to call Walter Dalton a pathetic fairy, but it was thin milk, this form of nourishment; it could not change that you had wanted to be a concert pianist and ended up a real estate lawyer, that you had married a woman and stayed married to her for thirty years, when she did not ever find you lovely in bed. Elizabeth Strout