154 Quotes by Miriam Toews

We stopped talking for a long, long time. A long time. Nurses came and went attaching and detaching things. Hundreds of thousands of babies were born while we weren’t talking. The continents continued to separate at the same page as fingernails growing.

Nic loves Elf’s odd requests, each one is like a holiday for him... and he’s not a Mennonite, which is important – in a man – for Elf. Mennonite men have wasted too much of her time already, trying to harvest her soul and shackle her to shame.

True love, I said. And yet I’m sticking around unreasonably and knowing it’s impossible because who knows? I want to find out. I live hopefully.

I understand that if you say a certain word over and over and it begins to make you feel bad then you should goddamn stop saying that word.

The truth is, I don’t have a catchy method of conversing and yet unfortunately suffer of a minute to minute basis the agony of the unexpressed thought.

When I put the poncho on to show Elf she said farewell to arms.

Most of us, she said, absolve ourselves of responsibility for change by sentimentalizing our pasts.

Where does violence go, if not directly back into our blood and bones?

Wild was the worst thing you could become in a community rigged for compliance.