Janet Fitch Quotes

A cliche is everything you've ever heard of.

A novel is like a dream in which everyone is you. They’re all parts of yourself.

Remember...we don't see objects, we see light. [...] Light can do anything water can do-flow, wash, trickle. It can do anything an artist can do-paint, burnish, carve. Candlelight falls, licks a face. There is always light in a room.

I decided that if I was never going to sell anything as long as I lived, I might as well do what I want to do 'cause then at least I would've done what I wanted to do in life. What's that worth?

That was the thing about words, they were clear and specific-chair, eye, stone-but when you talked about feelings, words were too stiff, they were this and not that, they couldn't include all the meanings. In defining, they always left something out.

Isn't it funny.I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than i ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but Hatred cradles you.

Whenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow, under the first concentrated rays of the sun.

Don't turn over the rocks if you don't want to see the pale creatures who live under them.

Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment.

The cake had a trick candle that wouldn't go out, so I didn't get my wish. Which was just that it would always be like this, that my life could be a party just for me.

The phoenix must burn to emerge.

God is dead, haven't you heard, he died a hundred years ago, gave out
from sheer lack of interest, decided to play golf instead.

What can I say about life? Do I praise it for letting you live, or damn it for allowing the rest?

Always learn poems by heart. They have to become the marrow in your bones. Like fluoride in the water, they'll make your soul impervious to the world's soft decay.

Always learn poems by heart,' she said. 'They have to become the marrow in your bones. Like fluoride in the water, they'll make your soul impervious to the world's soft decay.

Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.

I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.

A womans mistakes are different from a girls

For lunch, we drove into the hills and parked in the dappled shade of a big sycamore, its powdery white bark like a woman's body against the uncanny blue sky.

I couldn't imagine owning beauty like my mothers. I wouldn't dare.