Quotes from Lorna Landvik

To be good to yourself ... Sometimes it seems that takes a special talent all its own.

Home was always the place she went to when she had to start over.

A few years back, when I finally got smart enough to go to a therapist, she asked me how I had held things together all these years. It didn't take long to come up with an answer. "That's easy. I belong to a book club.

That's the beauty of a book—through its characters, you can imagine your life outside your life.

These kids are like vessels you pour your love into. And some of those vessels are big and strong and happy to hold all the love you want to pour in, and others have cracks in them and the love isn't worth much because it all leaks out. I used to think love could save anything, but it can't if the vessel's cracked.

Not everything's funny, Mother. No, said Leola, so I guess when you can laugh,, it's all the sweeter.

Oh, my," said Fletcher, and not knowing exactly what to do with the proof of an alien visit, he scratched it.

I am sorry, Fletcher," said Tandy, beating him to the apology. "But to explain the hows and whys of my earthly presence would be to explain something your brain is not capable of processing. No offense, of course." "No offense taken." "And please remember that I'm new to this, too. I am certain there will be many situations for which I have no explanation.

When I lived on Hollywood Boulevard, its heyday had long passed and a tired seediness had settled in—the tuxedos threadbare, the fur stoles gone to mange, and the champagne bubbles long since popped. Buses belched smoke where limousines once idled, and a tourist was more likely to have a personal encounter with a pickpocket than a movie star.

in the beginning God created light . . . to read by.

Is it every man and woman's curse to want it all and only get ten percent of it? Or do we ask too much?

Good posture and an attitude let you get away with anything.

What I had come to love about book club (besides the fabulous desserts and free liquor) was how in hearing so many opinions about the same book, your own opinion expanded, as if you'd read the book several times instead of just once.

Sister Ignatius taught me in Sunday School that "in the beginning there was light," but to me, it was always an incomplete sentence, which God should have known to ammend: in the beginning God created light...to read by.

Books were her easiest friends. They demanded nothing from her but her attention.

The sun was as flirty as Scarlett O'Hara with the Tarleton twins, breaking through the clouds in spectacular bursts that seemed like personal favors and then retreating for hours, days, and making us all ache for just a glimpse.

sometimes life's like a bad waiter and serves you exactly what you don't want. You can cry and scream and order him to take it back, but in the end, you're the one who has to deal with what's finally set before you.

Honey, life can be a ballroom dance and it can be full of shit. Your job in both cases is to watch where you step.

I used to think love could save anything, but it can't if the vessel's cracked.

Women with minds scare some men. We make them wonder if they're as on top of things as they think they are.

We laughed harder than the humor deserved, which goes to show you no matter your age, you're closer to adolescence than you think.

There are all kinds of stars in God's skies. Some are so bright and twinkly they take your breath away; and others don't shine so brightly but they're still tehre. Thier light's just a little softer, that's all.:

I am the salt of the earth, and I do not believe in the ninety percent rigmarole that is organized religion. But miracles? Miracles, my friend are a different thing entirely. From what I can see, miracles are built from love, and as far as love is concerned, I am a true believer.

I hate the way bitterness is like a black, bubbling tar pit in me, and I hate the way so many memories of you are in that pit.