It was a lesson most people learned much earlier; that even friendship could have an undisclosed shelf life. That loyalty and affection, so consuming and powerful, could dissipate like fog.
The story of my family. . .changes with the teller. - Jennifer Haigh
The story of my family. . .changes with the teller.
- Jennifer Haigh
That renunciation of human closeness, of our deepest instincts: is it, in the end, simply too much to ask? Good men-sound, healthy men-can't make the… - Jennifer Haigh
That renunciation of human closeness, of our deepest instincts: is it, in the end, simply too much to ask? Good men-sound, healthy men-can't make the…
The human heart: its expansions and contractions its electrics and hydraulics the warm tides that move and fill it. For years Art had studied it from… - Jennifer Haigh
The human heart: its expansions and contractions its electrics and hydraulics the warm tides that move and fill it. For years Art had studied it from…
Writing fiction, like reading fiction, is a practice in empathy. - Jennifer Haigh
Writing fiction, like reading fiction, is a practice in empathy.
I wanted only a familiar voice, someone who knew me. Not some earlier, larval version of myself. . . - Jennifer Haigh
I wanted only a familiar voice, someone who knew me. Not some earlier, larval version of myself. . .
It was a lesson most people learned much earlier; that even friendship could have an undisclosed shelf life. That loyalty and affection, so consuming… - Jennifer Haigh
It was a lesson most people learned much earlier; that even friendship could have an undisclosed shelf life. That loyalty and affection, so consuming…
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