nothing she did or said was quite what she meant but still her life could be called a monument shaped in a slant of available light and set to the movement of possible music
The scolding voice is her own, so abrasive and quick, yet so powerless to move her. - Carol Shields
The scolding voice is her own, so abrasive and quick, yet so powerless to move her.
- Carol Shields
There are chapters in every life which are seldom read and certainly not aloud. - Carol Shields
There are chapters in every life which are seldom read and certainly not aloud.
A woman's life isn't worth a plateful of cabbage if she hasn't felt life stir under her heart. Taking a little one to nurse, watching him grow to man… - Carol Shields
A woman's life isn't worth a plateful of cabbage if she hasn't felt life stir under her heart. Taking a little one to nurse, watching him grow to man…
Why should men be allowed to strut under the privilege of their life adventures, wearing them like a breast full of medals, while women went all gray… - Carol Shields
Why should men be allowed to strut under the privilege of their life adventures, wearing them like a breast full of medals, while women went all gray…
It's hard work being a person, you have to do it every single day. - Carol Shields
It's hard work being a person, you have to do it every single day.
Anyone's childhood can be an act of disablement if rehearsed and replayed and squinted at in a certain light. . . - Carol Shields
Anyone's childhood can be an act of disablement if rehearsed and replayed and squinted at in a certain light. . .
Open a book this minute and start reading. Don’t move until you’ve reached page fifty. Until you’ve buried your thoughts in print. Cover yourself wit… - Carol Shields
Open a book this minute and start reading. Don’t move until you’ve reached page fifty. Until you’ve buried your thoughts in print. Cover yourself wit…
These are frightening times...when she feels herself annointed by loneliness. - Carol Shields
These are frightening times...when she feels herself annointed by loneliness.
Words are our life. We are human because we use language. So I think we are less human when we use less language. - Carol Shields
Words are our life. We are human because we use language. So I think we are less human when we use less language.
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