Silda

“I used to feel for years and years and years that I was very remiss not to have written a novel and I would question people who wrote novels and try to find out how they did it and how they had got past page 30. Then, with the approach of old age, I began to just think: “Well, lucky I can do anything at all.”
― Alice Munro

“He said that we had just had an argument, what more did I want?
It was too polite, I said.”
― Alice Munro, Dear Life

“And at the end of his letter one terrible sentence.

'If I loved you I would have written differently.”
― Alice Munro, Too Much Happiness: Stories

“The images, the language, of pornography, and romance are alike; monotonous and mechanically seductive, quickly leading to despair.”
― Alice Munro, The Moons of Jupiter