#Fiction

"A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction."

"Neither novels or their readers benefit from any attempts to divine whether any facts hide inside a story. Such efforts attack the very idea that made-up stories can matter, which is sort of the foundational assumption of our species."

"Smiling, I cut across the quadrangle toward the commons. I felt better about life than I had in a very long time. We could do this, Lissa and me. We could do this together."

"I can't go on, I'll go on."

"Listen."Jennifer reverted, "I didn't mean anything by all of that before. I understand what you were trying to do and ..."She struggled for the right words. "Sweetie, like love, people don't live inside of life, life lives inside of you. Open yourself up to it and there's no stopping your heart."

"Vane’s lips tightened to suppress a smile. “Why so hostile, love?”“You whacked me on the head with a ball!”“You deserved it."

"Why is everything always my decision?"I asked.Because you will not tolerate anything else."Oh, I remembered now. "Great", I whispered.- Anita to Jean-Claude"

"To Trin Tragula's horror, the shock completely annihilated her brain; but to his satisfaction he realized that he had proved conclusively that if life is going to exist in a Universe of this size, then the one thing it cannot afford to have is a sense of proportion."

"There is only one genre in fiction, the genre is called book."

"You remember only what you want to remember. You know only what your heart allows you to know."

"The trouble with writing fiction is that it has to make sense, whereas real life doesn't."

"Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible."

"Bonnie, believe in me. I’ll save you.I remember how to fly."

"So I learned two things that night, and the next day, from him: the perfection of a moment, and the fleeting nature of it."

"Aubrey, crouching on a nearby counter, watched me with squinty eyes, apparently pondering why anyone would willingly immerse themselves in water ever, let alone for extended periods of time."

"And just then Damon stepped out of the coat closet, and at the same time Aunt Maggie tripped him neatly and said, “Bathroom door beside you,” and picked up a vase and hit the rising Damon over the head with it. Hard."

"She took refuge on the firm ground of fiction, through which indeed there curled the blue river of truth."

"Not really hungry.""She’ll eat."Pritkin said curtly."I said —""If you starve to death it would damage my professional reputation.""I eat plenty.""The same does not apply should I strangle you in understandable irritation, however.""I’ll have a sandwich,"I told Nick. "No meat."

"Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures."

"When I walk, I walk with you. Where I go, you're with me always."