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[This day would bend back and shine itself into everything.] — Lauren Groff

Dogs, being wordless, can only be mirrors of their humans. It's not their fault that their people are fatally flawed. — Lauren Groff

His happiness stretched out its wings and gave a few flaps. He — Lauren Groff

Happiness feeds but doesn't nourish. — Lauren Groff

...no genius, I am a girl who knows too much to know anything at all... — Lauren Groff

Slattern's robe. Her feet were red at the knuckles — Lauren Groff

At least in my case, a very simple, regular, happy life makes for better writing. — Lauren Groff

From a mile away, the sound. The sirens. — Lauren Groff

Even then, she knew that there is no such thing as sure. There is no absolute anything. The gods love to fuck with — Lauren Groff

Home, she thought, looking at him. — Lauren Groff

She said nothing, eloquently. — Lauren Groff

A man living in a place that doesn't change doesn't expect it ever will. — Lauren Groff

He can only bear tragedy if it's abstract. — Lauren Groff

Storytelling is a landscape, and tragedy is comedy is drama. It simply depends on how you frame what you're seeing. — Lauren Groff

He had nowhere to be; he had nothing to do; he was deeply depressed, fracking depressed, deep-shale shattered. — Lauren Groff

Are you drinking because you're sad, or are you drinking to show me how sad you are? — Lauren Groff

He went beatboxing to the bathroom, and when he came back, he brought a stench with him. The boy behind him kicked his shirt and out fell a tiny poop. — Lauren Groff

What was grief but an extended tantrum to be salved by sex and candy. — Lauren Groff

In nearly everyone who had ever lived there was at least one small splinter of evil. — Lauren Groff

In the soft, silty mouths of girls, grape gum and hot tongue, he concentrated and was able to dissolve the horror that had settled on him. — Lauren Groff

Oh, for the god of love, where did time go? [Clockwise swirl going nowhere.] — Lauren Groff

She couldn't trust pleasure in its pure form. — Lauren Groff

She did not trust herself not to kill him with the spoon. — Lauren Groff

She knew she was the interesting one. "You're a bad liar," he said. She — Lauren Groff

Your words have more weight than most people's. You swing them wildly and you can hurt a lot of people, — Lauren Groff

It was as if the tide of him had been ebbing from her, but she knew, like a real tide, time would bring him back. — Lauren Groff

My Templeton is to Cooperstown as a shadow is to the tree that spawned it; an outline that takes texture from the ground it falls on. — Lauren Groff

There was something just, I don't know, unconvincing about him. — Lauren Groff

You can't hate me, Mathilde, when I say no. This is my work. — Lauren Groff

In the far reaches of the county, cottages were found with skeletons enlaced in the beds, the bones of the baby in the kettle. — Lauren Groff

The world was precarious, Lotto had learned. People could be subtracted from it with swift bad math. — Lauren Groff

Her husband's desire had always been more to chase and capture the gleam of the person inside the body than the body itself. — Lauren Groff

Her old body against his old body, unbeautiful in aging. But together, they were still beautiful, somehow. — Lauren Groff

Lugubrious and pretentious at the same time. — Lauren Groff

She had been led to this conclusion by forces greater than she. Conquers all! All you need is! Is a many-splendored thing! Surrender to! — Lauren Groff

It was like believing yourself alone in a room, beginning to fall into sleep, only to hear a sneeze muffled in the darkest corner. He — Lauren Groff

Let me be the wave. And if I cannot be the wave, let me be the rupture at the bottom. Let me be that terrible first rift in the dark.] — Lauren Groff

There was the stink of burning martyr in the air. — Lauren Groff

Hey. Look at me. You're being ridiculous, and not because you have woman parts. — Lauren Groff

freezing force of the wind. When the blades — Lauren Groff

[Grief is for the strong, who use it as fuel for burning.] — Lauren Groff

We're all functions of our societies, right? And we all become who we are because of the invisible forces that mold us. — Lauren Groff

She had made so many calculations, but none involved her legs melting from under her with the instant desire to screw. — Lauren Groff

You're the interesting one." It — Lauren Groff

I'm always hungry for people. — Lauren Groff

Sex as rebellion against the way things should be. [Sounds familiar? It is. No story on earth more common.] — Lauren Groff

Writing is the lonely sport of sad sacks. — Lauren Groff

She went downstairs to boil some pasta. Puttanesca. She couldn't resist the dig. — Lauren Groff

Ever since the other boy had arrived half way through the semester, he'd been so blue, he was practically iridescent. — Lauren Groff

Land would be loved.
'That's not nothing,' she said aloud. — Lauren Groff

The triumph of writing fiction is that by doing so, writers can build a more ideal world in themselves. — Lauren Groff

Whether the weather be cold, whether the weather be hot, we'll be together whatever the weather whether we like it or not — Lauren Groff

Paradox of marriage: you can never know someone entirely; you do know someone entirely. — Lauren Groff

She had a self she didn't devote to him. — Lauren Groff

Women in narratives were always defined by their relations. — Lauren Groff

Unplug from the humble needs of the body and a person becomes no more than a ghost. — Lauren Groff

He'd been dazzled by the luck; she smiled, knowing that luck was not real. The — Lauren Groff

We need the skeletons of other stories to understand our own, sometimes. — Lauren Groff

...when we lose the stories we have believed about ourselves, we are losing more than stories, we are losing ourselves. — Lauren Groff

Best to distrust this retrospective radiance: gold dust settles over memory and makes it shine. — Lauren Groff

She shouldn't have. She knew it. But her love for him was new, and her love for herself was old, and she was all she'd had for so very, very long. — Lauren Groff

Pay attention, he thinks. Not to the grand gesture, but to the passing breath. — Lauren Groff

Girl scrubs your toilets for twenty-three years, you begrudge her the life she had when you weren't around. — Lauren Groff

there are untruths made of words and untruths made of silences, — Lauren Groff

Privilege is what lets you take risks. — Lauren Groff

And as I walked, I believed myself to be an Adam setting foot in a new Eden, sinless and wild-eyed, my sinews still stiff with creation. — Lauren Groff

You are as dry as vermouth. — Lauren Groff

What remained unsaid was almost too heavy to bear. — Lauren Groff

The friends had been whittled down. The ones who remained were heartwood, marrow. I — Lauren Groff

She had to believe of herself that the better story was the true one, even if the worse was insistent. — Lauren Groff

The strong wind rises against the trees so they bend like girls washing their hair. — Lauren Groff

We're lonely down here," he said. "It's true. But we're not alone. — Lauren Groff

I love writing from enclosed spaces: you really learn about your characters when they have tight walls to push against. — Lauren Groff

He keeps his deepest belief tight to him: that people are good and want to be good, if only you give them a chance. — Lauren Groff

They handed over spider plants in terra-cotta, six-packs, books, bottles of wine. Yuppies in embryo, miming their parents' manners. — Lauren Groff

He was enough of a lover of forms to understand the allure of such a strict life, how much internal wildness it could release. — Lauren Groff

[Suspend them there, in the mind's eye: skinny, young, coming through dark toward warmth, flying over the cold sand and stone. We will return to them. — Lauren Groff

I see history as really cyclical in terms of the intense idealism, and the desire to create a better life outside of societal norms. — Lauren Groff

He longed for something wordless and potent: what? To wear her. — Lauren Groff

WIDOW. The word consumes itself, said Sylvia Plath, who consumed herself. — Lauren Groff

She hated perfume. It was a cover for poor hygiene or for body shame. Clean people never aspired to the floral. — Lauren Groff

The ground heaved, and then, because the air was bright and the birds were — Lauren Groff

Struggle forms character — Lauren Groff

The sun and wind pour into the sheets on the line. There are bodies in the billowing, forms created and lost in a breath. — Lauren Groff

Better for sure than Lotto had been. Well, she knew what that was like. — Lauren Groff

She was so agreeably flexible when it came to Lotto that she could have been a contortionist. — Lauren Groff

You say that as if he's sick," Mathilde said. "He is. Great American Artistitis, — Lauren Groff

We have all had stupid youths,' said Mathilde. 'I find them delicious. — Lauren Groff

Still a bit of an athlete, he was pleased to see, even after his summer encased in plaster. Someone brought — Lauren Groff

In this moment that blooms and fades as it passes, he is enough, and all is well in the world. — Lauren Groff

Total intimacy is a myth; that said, a particular kind of loneliness can be both beautiful and fruitful. — Lauren Groff

I never lie, Mrs. Dutton. I'm a pathological truth-teller. — Lauren Groff

No more risking the hurt that came from contact with others. — Lauren Groff

I've never wanted to chuck my mortgage, drop the kids off at their grandparents' and run gloriously naked in fields of flax. — Lauren Groff

It moved him to know that for her he was everything. He wouldn't ask for more than she'd willingly give. — Lauren Groff

It would probably be softer, less muscular, like sexual yoga. It'd at least be novel. — Lauren Groff

A tiger of light from the transoms prowled the clean pine floor. — Lauren Groff

Sometimes you have to let time carry you past your troubles. — Lauren Groff

Horrible to think that inside a human being there could be a human being. A separate brain thinking its separate thoughts. — Lauren Groff

He got drunk as usual, but instead of drifting to sleep, he stayed up, and at a white heat, wrote what had been sitting on his heart for decades. — Lauren Groff