Quotes by Janet Fitch

About Janet Fitch:

Janet Fitch is most famously known as the author of the Oprah's Book Club novel White Oleander, which became a film in 2002. She is a graduate of Reed College, located in Portland, Oregon[citation needed].
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Depression, suffering and anger are all part of being human.

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Although she was giddy with exhaustion, sleep was a lover who refused to be touched....

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You must find a boy your own age. Someone mild and beautiful to be your lover. Someone who will tremble for your touch, offer you a marguerite by its long stem with his eyes lowered. Someone whose fingers are a poem.

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Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. If you expect to find peopl...

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Nobody had forgotten anything here. In Berlin, you had to wrestle with the past, you had to build on the ruins, inside them. It wasn't like America where we scraped the earth clean, thinking we could start again every time.

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I thought clay must feel happy in the good potter's hand.

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The way Starr felt in church, that's how I felt at the art museum, both safe and elevated.

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Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory to secure you, console you. The past is a bore. What matters is only oneself and what one creates from what one has learned. Imagination uses wha...

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Whenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow, under the first concentrated rays of the sun.

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I gazed up as if I hadn't heard, but what I was thinking was, tell me more about the pretty girls. I was embarrassed for wanting it, it was base, what did pretty matter? I had thought that so many times with my mother. A person didn't need to be beau...

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Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind.

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I couldn't imagine owning beauty like my mothers. I wouldn't dare.

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beautiful girls have certain advantages.

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And if there is no god? You act as if there is, and it's the same thing.

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I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.

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I imagined the lies the valedictorian was telling them right now. About the exciting future that lies ahead. I wish she'd tell them the truth: Half of you have gone as far in life as you're ever going to. Look around. It's all downhill from here. The...

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She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.

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Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is tempermental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you. Changes its mind..... But hatred, now. That's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard or soft, howeve...

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The phoenix must burn to emerge.

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I almost said, you’re not broken, you’re just going through something. But I couldn’t. She knew. There was something terribly wrong with her, all the way inside. She was like a big diamond with a dead spot in the middle. I was supposed to breat...

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Author Bio

  • NameJanet Fitch
  • DescriptionAmerican writer
  • BornNovember 9, 1955
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionNovelist; Writer
  • WorksWhite Oleander