Christina Baker Kline Famous Quotes & Sayings
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My mother was a passionate, complicated, sometimes fierce woman.

For years I'd understood that publishing in paperback was the kiss of death.

Ever since I was a little girl I had wanted to be

I am acutely aware that like a slip of paper in the wind, something in his nature eludes my grasp.

Upright and do right makes all right.

Without even thinking about it, my son uses technology in almost everything he does, large and small.

It's painful to hold out hope for the things that once brought you joy. You have to find ways to make yourself forget.

Time constricts and flattens, you know. It's not evenly weighted. Certain moments linger in the mind and others disappear.

It is good to test your limits now and then, learn what the body is capable of, what you can endure.

A lady wants to feel pretty, no matter how much money she has.

I have found that the biggest moments in life, the ones that change everything, usually catch you by surprise.

I often work and write in coffee shops, observing the baristas and eavesdropping on interesting conversations.

If you're disorganized, you risk losing everything.

When I was seventeen I went to college to escape my father's impotent rage and my mother's infinite capacity for forgiveness.

Be totaled; we can't afford a new one.

Pusillanimous. Talisman.

She knows from experience that tough and weird is preferable to pathetic and vulnerable, and she wears her Goth persona like armor.

To get it all done I have to dim my brain, turn it down by notches like the flat-turn knob on a gas lantern, leaving only a nub of flame.

(How quickly, with a slight twist in perception, do people's strengths become flaws!)

Tough and weird is preferable to pathetic and vulnerable ...

I like meeting and connecting with readers.

You can't find peace until you fin fall the pieces.

We are headed toward the unknown, and we have no choice but to sit quietly in our hard seats and let ourselves be taken there.

What she wants most - what she truly yearns for - is what any of us want: to be seen.

Know what a symbol is? ... Shit that stands for shit.

My heart is shattered, an all that's left are jagged shards.

Radiation is relentless: my protocol is five days a week, 33 sessions altogether.

Many people, for many reasons, feel rootless - but orphans and abandoned or abused children have particular cause.

Only the good Lord knows what's going to happen, and He ain't telling.

I like the assumption that everyone is trying his best, and we should all just be kind to each other.

Every decision I make is determined solely by the spark and limitations of my own perspective

I am learning to pretend, to smile and nod, to display

Story. (And anyway, Lori doesn't ask "why" questions. She's only

What I couldn't see is that sometimes the healing is not in the forgetting but in the letting go.

My parents are a bedrock. And I have three complex, strong, and funny sisters who inspire and sustain me.

I read once that the act of observing changes the nature of what is observed.

So is it just human nature to believe that things happen for a reason - to find some shred of meaning even in the worst experiences?

My entire life has felt like chance. Random moments of loss and connection. This is the first one that feels, instead, like fate.

We took away their country and their means of support. It was for this and against this that they made war. Could anyone expect less?

Servants, men in top hats and morning coats, shop girls in

He squints at me. "Except for the red hair and freckles, you look okay. You'll be fine and dandy sitting at the table with a napkin on your lap.

It is marvelous to be young on a big city street.

This isn't bickering. This is classic mother-daughter communications. I've been reading up on it.

neighborhood, the place I left each

She feels like a circus clown who wakes up one morning and no longer wants to glue on the red rubber nose.

Test your limits. Learn what you can endure.

This is like telling a person who has leapt off a cliff to be careful. I am already in midair.

I think a lot of readers are looking for a book they can talk about.

You're not shy. You just like who you like.

Words are both my vocation and my avocation - reading, writing, editing, teaching.

Upright and do right make all right.

It's a bitter nostalgia from a moment not yet passed.

And so it is that you learn how to pass, if you're lucky, to look like everyone else, even though you're broken inside.

Life's small details are the ones that interest me, anyway. The big questions are too hard to parse.

I am not glad she is dead, but I am not sorry she is gone.

Something inexorable seeds itself in the place of your origin. You can never escape the bonds of family history, no matter how far you travel.

I've come to think that's what heaven is- a place in the memory of others where our best selves live on.

I can't imagine why you didn't memorize this route on the

You got to learn to take what people are willing to give.