Quotes by Women Novelists

Surrealism could not be made up. It was the very electricity of the real.

Lorrie Moore
Lorrie Moore
They will come, not to paint the bay and the sea and the boots and the moors, but the warmth of the sun and the colour of the wind. A whole new concept. Such stimulation. Such vitality.

I send thee pansies while the year is young,
Yellow as sunshine, purple as the night;
Flowers of remembrance, ever fondly sung
By all the chiefest of the Sons of Light.

Thou hast only to follow the wall far enough and there will be a door in it.

We turn to literature to remedy the loss, to impose some kind of meaningful order on the nonsequential.

Intimacy between stepchildren and stepparents is indeed proverbially difficult.

My life is flashing lights and pointing fingers and uninvited visitors. Inches away, humans flatten their little hands against the wall of glass that separates us.The glass says you are this and we are that and that is how it will always be.

K. A. Applegate
K. A. Applegate
What compels any of us to do the things we do when deep down a part of us just wants to break free from it all?

I still believe in stories. I still forget myself when I am in the middle of a good book. Books are for me, it must be said, the most important thing.

You have no idea, sir, how difficult it is to be the victim of benevolence.

I have confidence that God is with us in all things, both tender and tough

Jan Karon
Jan Karon
The gorilla is a strict vegetarian like the elephant and buffalo — three of the four most dangerous animals in Africa. It behooves one to walk softly with vegetarians.

I think you will agree that life's plans are not always tied up in neat little packages. Occasionally we find ourselves at unexpected crossroads with more than one opportunity from which to choose. Time itself is often the best indicator of which decision to make, for it can tell so many thing that are now hazy.

What would have been the effect upon religion if it had come to us through the minds of women?

Charlotte Perkins Gilman
Charlotte Perkins Gilman
You can tell a lot about a person not just by their successes, but by how they deal with their setbacks

In our days of prosperity it is more difficult to sustain a religious spirit than in times of adversity, because we are apt to forget that God who has bountifully given may also take away.

People and dogs and cows are born to be what they are. They may cover it up for a long time, but it will come out sooner or later.

She said, 'God knows they owe me nought,
I tossed them to the foaming sea,
I tossed them to the howling wastes,
Yet still their love comes home to me.'

Prove it. I'll measure your words against your actions, and from that I will determine your worth.

Oh, love. Love is best of all. There is no such total element, not even pain. Who has ever loved, knows this. I need not say more.

There are deep lines on each side of his mouth and I know they are the scars from the thin blade of life.

Perfume companies ought to bottle the smell of crisp bacon. Forget pheromones. I'll bet a woman with a little spot of bacon grease behind her ears would attract every male within a five-mile radius.

You want a husband who has time to ask you if you wish to eat rice, or drink corn pap with honey? Forget it. Men here are too busy being white men's servants to be men. We women mind the home. Not our husbands. Their manhood has been taken away from them The shame of it is that they don't know it. All they see is the money, shining white man's money.

There are those people who love their mothers, just so; and there are those who, out of whatever accident of temperament have to be in love with them.

You'd have thought that after suffering such a loss nothing else would matter to her but that didn't seem to be how it worked. She was fearful about everything now. It was as if she had finally seen the awful power of fate, it's deviousness, the way it could wipe out in an instant the one thing you had been certain you could rely on, and now she was constantly looking over her shoulder, trying to work out where the next blow might fall.