Alison Moore > Quotes

“And Futh, looking at the lighthouse, wondered how this could happen--how there could be this constant warning of danger, the taking of all these precautions, and yet still there was all this wreckage.”
― Alison Moore, The Lighthouse

“I currently take Lortab, which is a combination of acetaminophen and hydrocodone. I’d rather not take this medication, or any medication for that matter, but it is the only one that controls my pain adequately enough to allow me to function on a daily basis... I take the smallest dose possible to enable me to remain as clear-headed as possible to do what I need to do each day...

Even with the minimal opioids I take, I still have pain all the time, 24 hours a day; without opioids, life would be torture.”
― Alison Moore

“It is like being wrenched soul first through time.”
― Alison Moore, The Lighthouse

“His heart feels like the raw meat it is.”
― Alison Moore, The Lighthouse

“A speck of saliva flew from Ida's mouth onto Ester's lower lip. When Ida released Ester's arm and left the toilets, Ester wiped her mouth and reapplied her lipstick, but still she felt it there, the fleck of spit. In the hours which followed, Ester put her mouth to the rims of countless champagne glasses and wine glasses and shot glasses, but still she felt that spack of saliva clinging on. And even hours later, when Ester and Bernard were alone in bed and he was kissing her, all she could think about was Ida's spit on her lip, as if it were still there, pressed between her mouth and Bernard's like a cold sore.”
― Alison Moore, The Lighthouse

“The little island is dominated by a grand white house which might be showing its age but which is still striking. She used to want to live in the houses she saw pictured on chocolate box lids, cottages that were inseparable from that sweet smell, like gingerbread houses. This house looks nothing like those long-ago fairy-tale cottages, but it has the same kind of appeal. She would like to try to capture it on the page”
― Alison Moore, The Retreat

“او از چرتش بیدار می‌شود و چند لحظه‌ای پای آیینه‌ی میز آرایشش می‌نشیند تا صورتش را آرایش کند و می‌داند این آرایش نمی‌تواند دایره‌های سیاه زیر چشمانش را مخفی کند و احتمالاً فقط توجه دیگران را به چروک‌های دور چشم و خطوط کوچک دور دهانش جلب خواهد کرد، به این فکر می‌کند که آیا زیادی پیر است؟”
― Alison Moore, The Lighthouse

“You’re supposed to make sacrifices,’ says the man. ‘Sacrifice yourself for your art. Comfort is the enemy of progress and all that”
― Alison Moore, The Retreat

“She wonders if, even now, it is too late for her to go to art college. But she has a fear that she will find she does not have the talent for it after all, or the motivation, the passion, or something. Her godfather was an artist, and moderately successful. But his creative experience seemed to consist of long periods of slogging, or blockage, and maddening frustration, in pursuit of brief orgasmic moments of insight or creative breakthrough which Sandra has never had and can hardly imagine, but which he seemed to live for and which she wants”
― Alison Moore, The Retreat