Lara Maynard

“You would needle and whine until finally we gave in. Your father and I would try to get you to come to the community hall and look at the quilts and pet the angora rabbits, but you wanted to eat chili corndogs and cotton candy and then get on one of those god-awful rides that had been put together by three heroin addicts with a sprocket wrench, the rides that made you feel like your head was going to be flung off your neck by centrifugal force.”
― Ann Patchett, Tom Lake

“We could listen to podcasts until the hour of our death and not make a dent in the stories that are available to us.”
― Ann Patchett, Tom Lake

“I understand that joy is inappropriate these days and still, we feel what we feel.”
― Ann Patchett, Tom Lake

“The number of things I’d failed to grasp back then was as limitless as the stars in the night sky.”
― Ann Patchett, Tom Lake