Jackmccullough

“The truth was, I did not care much for opinions.”
― Hisham Matar, My Friends

“There are many of us on this wooden Ark—sailing without knowing if there is land ahead. Sailing in hope nonetheless…”
― Elif Shafak, There Are Rivers in the Sky

“This is a story about love, you know that. This is a story of a man who has been tortured every day of his life for things he did in the war. This is the story of a wife who stayed with him, because most wives did in that generation, and she comes to her daughter’s hospital room and talks compulsively about everyone’s marriage going bad, she doesn’t even know it, doesn’t even know that’s what she’s doing. This is a story about a mother who loves her daughter. Imperfectly. Because we all love imperfectly. But if you find yourself protecting anyone as you write this piece, remember this: You’re not doing it right.”
― Elizabeth Strout, My Name Is Lucy Barton

“I have sometimes been sad that Tennessee Williams wrote that line for Blanche DuBois, “I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.” Many of us have been saved many times by the kindness of strangers, but after a while it sounds trite, like a bumper sticker. And that’s what makes me sad, that a beautiful and true line comes to be used so often that it takes on the superficial sound of a bumper”
― Elizabeth Strout, My Name Is Lucy Barton