395 Quotes by Lorrie Moore

A story can be like a mad, lovely visitor, with whom you spend a rather exciting weekend.

Also, he had the kind of mustache a college roommate of hers used to say looked like it had crawled up to find a warm spot to die.

Don’t make your own life your project in your own life: total waste of time.

This lunge at moral fastidiousness was something she’d noticed a lot in people around here. They were not good people. They were not kind. But they recycled their newspapers!

Learn that you have a way of knowing each other which somehow slips out and beyond the ways you have of not knowing each other at all.

The speech she made was done in the back, alone, like little shoes cobbled by an elf: spider is to web as weaver is to blank. That one was hers. She was proud of that. Also, blank is to heartache as forest is to bench.

The proper relationship of a writer to his or her own life is similar to a cook with a cupboard. What the cook takes from the cupboard is not the same thing as what is in the cupboard.

I had one elegantly folded cookie – a short paper nerve baked in an ear.

But I was not especially skilled at minding children for long spells; I grew bored, perhaps like my own mother. After I spent too much time playing their games, my mind grew peckish and longed to lose itself in some book I had in my backpack. I was ever hopeful of early bedtimes and long naps.