Quotes from Tama Janowitz

Long after the bomb falls and you and your good deeds are gone, cockroaches will still be here, prowling the streets like armored cars.

Fame is really great in a lot of ways, you know? People are a lot nicer to you. Like, the more famous you are, the more free presents you get. And invitations to really amazing things.

As a writer, I don't think it's my responsibility to make a point. I just write and hope there's someone who'll like it.

With publicity comes humiliation.

Every book I write, the media just keeps punching me in the face.

Most of my life is just spent lying in bed. I mean, it's enough pressure to write the words. Do I need to use the additional energy exerted by sitting up?

I felt my whole life was a facsimile of a life.

Why would I want to read something about somebody that's just a really nice, decent person who overcomes terrible trials? That's not how life is to me.

Whether I'm critically well received, whether or not I sell books - of course it becomes progressively harder to get them published - nevertheless, it's what I do, every day.

I feel like I sort of missed the eighties. At the time, we didn't know we were having fun, which is probably the way it always is.

I think the sixties must have been quite a lot of fun.

I had a hunger for things I knew realistically I didn't actually care for.

It was strange how most of the time we got along so well, but then there were these periods when it was a good things the knives were in the drawer and not out on display.

I don't like him...he makes me feel like he's going to throw me in a coffin and walk around on top of it.

by the time you get to a certain age, you kind of realize everyone has suffered a great deal. You are not unique.

I don't know what my greatest fear is; maybe just that I'll be caught and discovered, accused of being a child in an adult's body.

Long after the bomb falls and you and your good deeds are gone, cockroaches will still be here, prowling the streets like armored cars.

and it made me uncomfortable the way this guy was eating a scrawny chicken wing and looking at me. You know, I just wanted to tell him to knock it off and be a person.

Often, when she claimed to be cleaning the house, he would come upon her fondling a spoon, attempting—by using psychic energy—to bend it with mind power alone. She insisted this could be done. Yet even if possible, he said, he didn't need or want their spoons bent.

I have always had that skill of being able to escape my immediate surroundings by diving into a book;

Öyle görünüyor ki biz kad?nlar, hem kad?nlar hem erkekler taraf?ndan maruz b?rak?ld???m?z kabul edilemez muamele ve davran??lar? düzeltmek için toplu bir bilinçlenmeyle biraraya gelip güçlerimizi birleÅŸtirmezsek, bu gezegende güvensizlik, çaresizlik ve kendinden nefret üstüne kurduÄŸumuz hayatlar? daha uzun süre yaÅŸamaya mahkum olaca??z.

Kim bilir, sanat simsar? olarak tan?d???m?z bütün o zeki ve ince zevkli adamlarda, kendini ressam ya da sanatç? olarak adland?rmaya yetecek kadar kibir yoktu belki de, yapt?klar? için bir teÅŸekkürün bile çok görüldüÄŸü eÄŸitmenlerdi onlar yaln?zca.

At a mixer at the Art and Architecture School, I met Ray Connors. He had small, worried eyes and fine, babyish hair, already receding. His back was hurting him; two years ago he had fallen down an elevator shaft. He was graduating from the Architecture School in January. He went off to get me a glass of wine; by the time he came back, I had practically forgotten his existence.

On bad days, I think I'd like to be a plastic surgeon who goes to Third World countries and operates on children in villages with airlifts, and then I think, 'Yeah, right, I'm going to go back to undergraduate school and take all the biology I missed and then go to medical school.' No. No.