Alison Graham-Bertolini
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“It is our inward journey that leads us through time – forward or back, seldom in a straight line, most often spiraling. Each of us is moving, changing, with respect to others. As we discover, we remember; remembering, we discover; and most intensely do we experience this when our separate journeys converge. Our living experience at those meeting points is one of the charged dramatic fields of fiction. ”
― One Writer's Beginnings
― One Writer's Beginnings
“I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy. Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge. At any rate, that is happiness; to be dissolved into something complete and great. When it comes to one, it comes as naturally as sleep.”
― My Ántonia
― My Ántonia
“Angry people are not always wise.”
― Pride and Prejudice
― Pride and Prejudice
“But now no music was in her mind. That was a funny thing. It was like she was shut out from the inside room. Sometimes a quick little tune would come and go - but she never went into the inside room with music like she used to do. It was like she was too tense. Or maybe because it was like the store took all her energy and time . . . She wanted to stay on the inside room but she didn't know how. It was like the inside room was locked somewhere away from her. A very hard thing to understand.”
― The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter
― The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter
“With her it was like there was two places—the inside room and the outside room.”
― The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter
― The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter






























