513 Quotes by Janet Fitch

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

Wait for me, you said. Then left me alone in the echoing world.

His voice was cloves and nightingales.

That philosopher who said we think, therefore we are, should have spent an hour in the maternity ward of Waite Memorial Hospital. He’d have had to change his whole philosophy. The.

I would always know what time it was in California.

Do go on,” I said, and it sounded just like Mother. It just came out.

She was my life raft, my turtle.

On the anvil of August, the city lay paralyzed, stunned into stupidity by the heat.

If this was a sandalwood pyre she would have thrown herself in and this paper she’d become would have caught fire and she and him could sail away like two birds.