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Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind. — Janet Fitch

Quality doesn't improve by sitting on things. — Val Logsdon Fitch

I felt like time was a great sea, and I was floating on the back of a turtle, and no sails broke the horizon. — Janet Fitch

Perfection was no protection. Disaster had a way of dropping by just when you least expected it. — Janet Fitch

Nineteen is as alive as 40-plus. I can vividly remember 19 and how I saw the world. — Janet Fitch

I write every day ... I never get ideas unless I'm actually writing. Ideas I get in the shower don't do me any good. — Janet Fitch

her magenta lips a wolf's stained smile. — Janet Fitch

This ragged heart," she said, pulling at her kimono. "I should rip it out and bury it for compost. — Janet Fitch

No scorn like the scorn of an aging queen for a pretty girl with a crap fake DL. — Janet Fitch

Love is temperamental. tiring. it makes demands. love uses you. changes its mind. — Janet Fitch

It takes an aeon to shift position, get comfortable, let alone
create a wave in this fishbowl full of glue.
- from the poem 'Critical Mass — Toby Fitch

I despise places where you have to have an assigned seat. Makes me feel like I'm at the airport. — Janet Fitch

Poppies bleed petals of sheer excess. You and I, this sweet battle ground. — Janet Fitch

I closed my eyes to watch tiny dancers like jeweled birds cross the dark screen of my eyelids. — Janet Fitch

I write all the time, whether I feel like it or not. I never get inspired unless I'm already writing. — Janet Fitch

Pick a better verb. Most people use twenty verbs to describe everything from a run in their stocking to the explosion of an A-bomb. — Janet Fitch

This is Zen", she said. "No flaw, no moment's hesitation. A window onto grace. — Janet Fitch

Who are you? the band sang. I tried to remember but I really couldn't say. — Janet Fitch

Just because a poet said something didn't mean it was true, only that it sounded good. — Janet Fitch

We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water. I — Janet Fitch

For me, I'd rather be the inventive one, and if something doesn't work, I'll go back to the workshop, put it on the bench, and pound on it for awhile. — Janet Fitch

I never know how a novel is going to end, because you don't really know what's going to be at the bottom of a novel until you excavate it. — Janet Fitch

Even though he lived on the beach in college, he didn't have a tan. Now that's a serious player! — Bill Fitch

McQueen got up with Grannie on one side of the jaunting-car — Lucy Fitch Perkins

Worth. He made you feel worthwhile. That was his gift. — Janet Fitch

Don't tell me how you hate your new foster home. If they're not beating you, consider yourself lucky. — Janet Fitch

I'm very good at what I do and there's not too many people in the world that have an answer for what I can do. — Jon Fitch

She was my life raft, my turtle. — Janet Fitch

Dead or alive, interesting people are interesting people. — Noel Riley Fitch

She laughed so easily when she was happy. But also when she was sad. — Janet Fitch

Marvel hates her because she's pretty and doesn't have any kids to worry about. — Janet Fitch

What is real is always worth it. — Janet Fitch

To know I was beautiful in his eyes made me beautiful. — Janet Fitch

My thoughts about God are vague and abstract. My connection with the energy of the universe is shaky. — Janet Fitch

Dawn tinted the darkness like water ink. — Janet Fitch

How many children had this happened to? How many children were like me, floating like plankton in the wide ocean? — Janet Fitch

Memory is the fourth dimension to any landscape. — Janet Fitch

A book's flaws make it less predictable. — Janet Fitch

Whenever she thought she could not feel more alone, the universe peeled back another layer of darkness. — Janet Fitch

Wima and Josephine. Well okay then. Okay. — Janet Fitch

Her voice made me drunk, deep and sun-warmed, a hint of a foreign accent, Swedish singsong a generation removed. — Janet Fitch

snakes rarely bite above the ankles — Janet Fitch

Things touched Claire. Maybe too much, but at least they touched her. She couldn't twist things around in her mind, make the ends come out right. — Janet Fitch

I'm a fish swimming by Ray. Catch me if you want me. — Janet Fitch

Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem. — Janet Fitch

Like a kid kicked out of class. humiliated and free. — Janet Fitch

And if there is no god?
You act as if there is, and it's the same thing. — Janet Fitch

I felt my guilt like a brand. — Janet Fitch

How can I shed tears for a man I should never have allowed to touch me in any way? — Janet Fitch

There is no God, there is only what you want. — Janet Fitch

The elegance of a really good screenplay, I admire it. I can't do it. — Janet Fitch

That was what she really wanted. To forget so thoroughly she'd never have another memory again, the bitter so bitter you gave up the sweet. — Janet Fitch

Their love as a dragonfly, skimming over echo park, stoppin to visit the lotus. Eating dreams and drinking blue sky. — Janet Fitch

The sound of her laughter was sticky as sap, the smell of night-blooming jasmine soft as a milk bath. — Janet Fitch

They say time heals all wounds but they're lying — Janet Fitch

Her scruffy innoscense to impregnate with his dreams. reason was seductive, it gave the appearance of truth — Janet Fitch

This was the wonderful thing about strangers. they were big blank pieces of paper, you could draw watever you like on their impresionable surfaces — Janet Fitch

Her gut ached, as if love was being dug out of her with a dull knife. — Janet Fitch

We stared out at the city that hummed and glittered like a computer chip deep in some unknowable machine, holding its secret like a poker hand — Janet Fitch

One major problem with any science is that people who don't know the conceptual history of their field go round re-inventing the elliptical wheel. — Walter M. Fitch

In stages, that's how. First you let go of the things you loved. — Janet Fitch

I'm a fish swimming by...catch me if you want me. — Janet Fitch

The phoenix must burn to emerge. — Janet Fitch

I spent a lot of years working for Ralph Lauren, and he had so many copycats, from Tommy Hilfiger to Abercrombie & Fitch to J.Crew. — John Varvatos

She was a beautiful woman dragging a crippled foot and I was that foot. I was bricks sewn into the hem of her clothes, I was a steel dress — Janet Fitch

You ever wonder why people get out of bed in the morning? why do they bother? why not just drink turpentine? — Janet Fitch

Being in the library is so addictive for me that I really have to exercise self-control so I can get some writing done at home. — Janet Fitch

I thought clay must feel happy in the good potter's hand. — Janet Fitch

It's your flaws, not your strengths, that go down in the depths of your books. You're exposed, like dreaming you're naked in a public building. — Janet Fitch

As a person with terrible handwriting, I love the computer. I've waited all my life for the computer. — Janet Fitch

Well, she wasn't strong enough to avoid being the background of my art. Just the background. Her words just my canvas. — Janet Fitch

I was into the music scene, but I was also a bit of a perfectionist and very hard on myself ... very dark in that way. — Janet Fitch

Lovers who kill each other will blame it on the wind. — Janet Fitch

Weren't chains ashamed of their prisoners? But — Janet Fitch

Dostoevsky was my literary idol for a long time. — Janet Fitch

It's all I ever really wanted, that revelation. The possibility of fixed stars. — Janet Fitch

My hatred gives me strength. — Janet Fitch

The farmer works the soil. The agriculturalist works the farmer. — Eugene Fitch Ware

Crime novelists do really well with Los Angeles. — Janet Fitch

Despair wasn't a guest, you didn't play its favorite music, find it a comfortable chair. Despair was the enemy. It — Janet Fitch

He reminded me of someone who put your fingers in the door and smiled and talked to you while he smashed them. — Janet Fitch

And window, put the plastic Frosty the Snowman on the blacktop, wired up the — Janet Fitch

It's not that he was going nowhere, it's that he'd already arrived. — Janet Fitch

If you didn't have anything truly great to offer, something truly amazing, then you should just shut the fuck up. — Janet Fitch

purification in fire. public cremation — Janet Fitch

It's a rotten deal, the house always wins. Just sit at the table and play for all you're worth. — Janet Fitch

It begins to go so fast," Fitch said. "What?" "Time. You cling to every second. Savor everything. Wish you'd lived all your days like this. Excuse me. — Blake Crouch

Being a Mountie's daughter means you know that the bad guys aren't just on TV. You know the good guys are real, too. — Sheree Fitch

Fans want heroes. They're bored. They want a hero and want to follow that guy. — Jon Fitch

She was not used to being cruel, but he had taught her how. — Janet Fitch

Mainly, it was the sense of order, vision retained over time, that brought me to my knees. — Janet Fitch

I wished I could draw the way her broad-shouldered body threw a shadow on the moonpale dust. How brave she looked just then. — Janet Fitch

Life should always be like this ... Like lingering over a good meal. — Janet Fitch

She usually loved this band, but today their cheerfulness made her want to crash the car. — Janet Fitch

How many people ask you to come share their life? — Janet Fitch

He had loved her, but he hated himself more. — Janet Fitch

I'm particularly fond of the Mulholland Fountain, at Riverside Drive and Los Feliz Boulevard, when it turns colors at night. — Janet Fitch

Here, here is my dark world. you carry it for a change. im out — Janet Fitch

It's a lot to expect of yourself, to write a novel in a year. Anyway, you don't write a novel, you write a scene, and then another scene. — Janet Fitch

I emitted some civetlike female stink, a distinct perfume of sexual wanting, that he had followed to find me here in the dark. — Janet Fitch