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Jenny Offill

  • ♡emma♡has quoted2 years ago
    Remember this sign, this tree, this broken-down street. Remember it is possible to feel this way. There were twenty days on the calendar, then fifteen, then ten, then the day I packed my car and left. I drove the length of two states, sobbing, heat like a hand against my chest. But I didn’t. I didn’t remember it.
  • ♡emma♡has quoted2 years ago
    Sometimes at night I conduct interviews with myself.

    What do you want?

    I don’t know.

    What do you want?

    I don’t know.

    What seems to be the problem?

    Just leave me alone
  • ♡emma♡has quoted2 years ago
    How is that even possible?” the philosopher says. “He’s one of the kindest people I’ve ever met.”

    She knows. She knows. So it begs the question, doesn’t it? Did she unkind and ungood and untrue him?
  • ♡emma♡has quoted2 years ago
    When she tells people she might move to the country, they say, “But aren’t you afraid you’re going to get lonely?”

    Get?
  • ♡emma♡has quoted2 years ago
    The only love that feels like love is the doomed kind
  • ♡emma♡has quoted2 years ago
    What Rilke said: I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone.
  • browniehas quoted2 years ago
    “Do you ever wish you were thirty again?” asks the lonely heart engineer. “No, never,” I say.
  • browniehas quoted2 years ago
    Studies have shown that 94% of college professors think that they do above average work.
  • browniehas quoted2 years ago
    Why didn’t I have more kids so I could have more chances?
  • browniehas quoted2 years ago
    Young person worry: What if nothing I do matters?

    Old person worry: What if everything I do does?
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