There are no windows within the dark house of depression through which to see others, only mirrors.

- Miriam Toews

It's raining questions around here. A person could drown in them.

- Miriam Toews

Conversing with children is a fine art.... An art form that demands large amounts of both honesty and misdirection. Or maybe discretion is a better w…

- Miriam Toews

Things shouldn't hinge on so very little. Sneeze and you're highway carnage. Remove one tiny stone and you're an avalanche statistic. But I guess if …

- Miriam Toews

But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief.

- Miriam Toews

But whatever, we descendants of the Girl Line may not have wealth and proper windows in our drafty homes but at least we have rage and we will build …

- Miriam Toews

Her faith in a loving and forgiving God is strong, but she worships laughter.

- Miriam Toews

I had a thought, on the way home from the rock field, that the things we don't know about a person are the things that make them human, and it made m…

- Miriam Toews

I learned another thing, which is that just because someone is eating the ashes of your protagonist doesn't mean you stop telling the story.

- Miriam Toews