Anita Shreve quotes

  • Love is not simply the sum of sweet greetings and wrenching partings and kisses and embraces, but is made up more of the memory of what has happened and the imagining of what is to come.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Sweet #Memories #Kissing

  • To ward off a feeling of failure, she joked that she could wallpaper her bathroom with rejection slips, which she chose not to see as messages to stop, but rather as tickets to the game.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Games #Rejection #Feelings

  • Once you tell your first lie, the first time you lie for him, you are in it with him, and then you are lost.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Lying #Firsts #Lost

  • There are more experiences in life than you’d think for which there are no words.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Thinking

  • Sometimes, she thought, courage was simply a matter of putting one foot in front of another and not stopping.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Feet #Stopping #Matter

  • If you're skating on thin ice, you might as well dance.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Dance #Ice #Skating

  • Among other things, Kathryn knew, grief was physically exhausting.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Grief

  • To leave, after all, was not the same as being left.
    -- Anita Shreve

  • The weight of his losses finally too much to bear. But not before he has known the unforgiving light of the equator, a love that exists only in his imagination, and the enduring struggle to capture in words the infinite possibilities of a life not lived.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Struggle #Loss #Light

  • I have always been faithful to you if faithful means the experience against which everything else has been measured.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Mean #Faithful

  • Olympia thinks often about desire - desire that stops the breath, that causes a preoccupied pause in the midst of uttering a sentence - and how it may upend a life and threaten to dissolve the soul.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Thinking #Soul #Desire

  • love is ... something extraordinary that happens to ordinary people.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Love Is #People #Ordinary

  • And then she moved from shock to grief the way she might enter another room.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Grief #Might #Way

  • A person walks into a room and says hello, and your life takes a course for which you are not prepared. It's a tiny moment (almost-but not quite-unremarkable), the beginning of a hundred thousand tiny moments and some larger ones.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Rooms #Tiny #Hello

  • I thought about how one tiny decision can change a life. A decision that takes only a split second to make.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Decision #Splits #Tiny

  • A single action can cause a life to veer off in a direction it was never meant to go.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Causes #Action

  • Sydney discovers that she minds the loss of her mourning. When she grieved, she felt herself to be intimately connected to Daniel. But with each passing day, he floats away from her. When she thinks about him now, it is more as a lost possibility than as a man. She has forgotten his breath, his musculature.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Loss #Men #Thinking

  • To be relieved of love, she thought, was to give up a terrible burden.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Giving Up #Burden #Relieved

  • I learned that night that love is never as ferocious as when you think it is going to leave you. We are not always allowed this knowledge, and so our love sometimes becomes retrospective.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Night #Love Is #Thinking

  • Good luck, I'm beginning to discover, is just as baffling as the bad. There never seems to be a reason for it - no sense of reward or punishment. It simply is - the most incomprehensible idea of all.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Good Luck #Punishment #Ideas

  • The things that don't happen to us that we'll never know didn't happen to us. The nonstories. The extra minute to find the briefcase that makes you late to the spot where a tractor trailer mauled another car instead of yours. The woman you didn't meet because she couldn't get a taxi to the party you had to leave early from. All of life is a series of nonstories if you look at it that way. We just don't know what they are.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Party #Car #Looks

  • the enduring struggle to capture in words the infinite possibilities of a life not lived.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Struggle #Infinite #Possibility

  • In the time it takes for her to walk from the bathhouse at the seawall of Fortune's Rocks, where she has left her boots and has discreetly pulled off her stockings, to the waterline along which the sea continually licks the pink and silver sand, she learns about desire.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Rocks #Sea #Desire

  • I wonder this: If you take a woman and push her to the edge, how will she behave?
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Wonder #Behave

  • Love and marriage are wonderful arenas in which to place a character. We are most likely to risk our morals and beliefs while in love. Betrayal gives tremendous insights into a character as well.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Betrayal #Character #Love Is

  • Love is never as ferocious as when you think it's going to leave you.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Love #Love Is #Thinking

  • I think about the hurt that stories cannot ease, not with a thousand tellings.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Hurt #Thinking #Stories

  • The difficulty lay with the mind accommodating itself to the notion of the plane, with all its weight, defying gravity, staying aloft. She understood the aerodynamics of flight, could comprehend the laws of physics that made flight possible, but her heart, at the moment, would have none of it. Her heart knew the plane could fall out of the sky.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Fall #Heart #Law

  • Reunions are always fraught with awkward tensions - the necessity to account for oneself; the attempt to find, through memories, an ember of the old emotions ...
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Family #Memories #School

  • That I have no right to be jealous is irrelevant. It is a human passion: the sick, white underbelly of love.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Life #Passion #Jealous

  • Sometimes I think that if it were possible to tell a story often enough to make the hurt ease up, to make the words slide down my arms and away from me like water, I would tell that story a thousand times.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Hurt #Thinking #Water

  • Is imagination dependent upon experience, or is experience influenced by imagination?
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Imagination

  • A single action can cause a life to veer off in a direction it was never meant to go. Falling in love can do that, you think. And so can a wild party. You marvel at the way each has the power to forever alter an individual's compass. And it is the knowing that such a thing can so easily happen, as you did not know before, not really, that has fundamentally changed you and your son.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Falling In Love #Party #Son

  • And she thought then how strange it was that disaster--the sort of disaster that drained the blood from your body and took the air out of your lungs and hit you again and again in the face--could be at times, such a thing of beauty.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Air #Blood #Body

  • Odd, she thought, how intensely you knew a person, or thought you did, when you were in love - soaked, drenched in love - only to discover later that perhaps you didn't know that person quite as well as you had imagined. Or weren't quite as well known as you had hoped to be. In the beginning, a lover drank in every word and gesture and then tried to hold on to that intensity for as long as possible. But inevitable, if two people were together long enough, that intensity had to wane.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Two #Long #People

  • But how do you ever know that you know a person?
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Persons

  • Sometimes it seems to me that all of life is a struggle to contain the natural impulses of the body and spirit, and that what we call character represents only the degree to which we are successful in this endeavor.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Struggle #Character #Successful

  • And so a person can never promise to love someone forever because you never know what might come up, what terrible thing the person you love might do.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Forever #Promise #Might

  • I guess that's the point of drinking, to take all the feelings and thoughts and morals away until you are just a body doing what a body will do.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Drinking #Feelings #Body

  • I loved him," Muire said. "We were in love." As if that were enough.
    -- Anita Shreve

    #Enough #Said