155 Quotes by Susanna Moore

He once ran down the hall to show me a passage in the correspondence of Jane Austen in which she admits that good apple pie was a considerable part of her domestic happiness.

There is an essay on the language of the dying. The dying sometimes speak of themselves in the third person. I was not speaking that way. I said: I am bleeding. I am going to bleed to death. And I will be lucky if I die before he returns.Give me my Scallop shell of quiet.You know, they did not print the whole of the Indian song in the subway. Only a few lines. But I know the poem.'It's off in the distance. It came into the room. It's here in the circle.'I know the poem.She knows the poem.

The trees in the park swayed and shuddered in anticipation, with delight or dread I do not know.

I know the sort of man who likes me. So I wondered, not for the first time, what secret I might possess, what magic charm or talisman had allowed me to get Malloy's attention in the first place. To get him to fuck me. I am not the kind of woman he likes.

These things happened to me, too, I wasn't just the perpetrator. I wasn't only the bad one. I want you to know that.

And I'd said, wouldn't it be easier if you just hit me once in the face, and got it over with?

I don't know where I am. My mind races. I feel like if I started to run, I'd never stop.

I think it may have something to do with something I heard when I was a kid. Something I think I heard. Actually, I know, know for a fact, that I heard something.

You like it. I probably wouldn't. I'm really only interested in my own behavior.