I wish I had more time to write.
Then he's inside you, and your body remembers, each time, every man, even if you try to forget. - Jayne Anne Phillips
Then he's inside you, and your body remembers, each time, every man, even if you try to forget.
- Jayne Anne Phillips
The writing life is a secret life, wither we admit it or not. - Jayne Anne Phillips
The writing life is a secret life, wither we admit it or not.
Talk between women friends is always therapy. - Jayne Anne Phillips
Talk between women friends is always therapy.
If death is this brilliant slide, this high, fine music felt as pure vibration, this plunging float in wind and silence, it's not so bad. - Jayne Anne Phillips
If death is this brilliant slide, this high, fine music felt as pure vibration, this plunging float in wind and silence, it's not so bad.
The writer's first affinity is not to a loyalty, a tradition, a morality, a religion, but to life itself, and to its representation in language. - Jayne Anne Phillips
The writer's first affinity is not to a loyalty, a tradition, a morality, a religion, but to life itself, and to its representation in language.
If all stories are fiction, fiction can be true -- not in detail or fact, but in some transformed version of feeling. If there is a memory of paradis… - Jayne Anne Phillips
If all stories are fiction, fiction can be true -- not in detail or fact, but in some transformed version of feeling. If there is a memory of paradis…
Towns change; they grow or diminish, but hometowns remain as we left them. - Jayne Anne Phillips
Towns change; they grow or diminish, but hometowns remain as we left them.
I wish I had more time to write. - Jayne Anne Phillips
Smoke veils the air like souls in drifting suspension, declining the war's insistence everyone move on. - Jayne Anne Phillips
Smoke veils the air like souls in drifting suspension, declining the war's insistence everyone move on.
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