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Lauren Groff Quotes

Total quotes: 15
“Barely time to register the staggering beauty, and here it is. The separation.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Death, This Is Dying, Hello Goodbye, Descriptions Of What It Feels Like To Die From Literature, What It Feels Like To Die
“Outside, snow had fallen thigh-deep in the night. Something was deeply soothing about so much untouched white.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Snow, Snow Pleasure, Winter, Descriptions of Winter
“It comes over us that we shall never again hear the laughter of our friend, that this garden is forever locked against us. And at that moment begins our true grief.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Grief, Sorrow, Death, Losing Someone
“Oh, for the god of love, where did time go? Clockwise swirl going nowhere.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Defining Time
“There is little that a puppy won’t fix, even if the fix is for a short time.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Puppies, Dogs, How To Be Happy
“They step into each other and it’s hard to tell where one begins and one ends: hands in hair and warmth on warmth.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Making Love
“Lotto’s heart kicked froglike in his chest; sweeping toward him in her brilliant blue skirt, Mathilde. His azure lion rampant. Her long hair plaited down her left breast, she, the nexus of all the good of this world.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Azure, Feeling of love
“I will never be old. I’d scarf a cyanide capsule first. Life isn’t worth living unless you are young and surrounded by other young people in a beautiful cold garden perfumed by dirt and flowers and fallen leaves, gleaming in the string of lights, listening to the quiet city on the last fine night of the year.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Getting Older, Growing Up, Stay Young
“The sky was all a strange boil, purplish black. Costume designers would stab their competitors to get their mitts on such a hue. Wearing it, one would walk onstage already great with authority, Lear or Othello before a syllable was spoken.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: History Is A Nightmare, Purple, Descriptions of the Sky, Skyline
“The word wife comes from the Proto-Indo-European weip. Weip means to turn, twist, or wrap. In an alternative etymology, the word wife comes from Proto-etc., ghwibh. Ghwibh means pudenda. Or shame.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Wife, End Marriage, Wipe, Etymology, Word Origins
“He looked at her thoughtfully, gently bit the tip of her nose. He had loved her with all his might these two weeks and, in so loving, had considered her transparent, a plate of glass. He could see through to the goodness at her quick. But glass is fragile, he would have to be careful.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Love
“A thick drizzle from the sky, like a curtain’s sudden sweeping.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: first lines of books
“I will never be old. I will never be sad. I’d scarf a cyanide capsule first. Life isn’t worth living unless you are young and surrounded by other young people in a beautiful cold garden perfumed by dirt and flowers and fallen leaves, gleaming in the string of lights, listening to the quiet city on the last fine night of the year.’”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: Age, Young People, Die Young, Never Get Old, Peter Pan Syndrome
“She didn’t tell him that she never minded being the breadwinner during the long span of their twenties. She did mind something she never said aloud: she’d wished her husband were better at what he chose to do. All of that standing in line in the rain. Going in only to perform a monologue. Home again to wait by the phone that rang with no job. Sulking, drinking, throwing parties. Growing fat, losing his hair, losing his charm. Year after year after year. The very last winter in the underground apartment, she painted the ceiling gold to simulate sunshine, to cheer herself up, to give herself courage to sit Lotto down and tell him, gently, the truth: that though she believed in him, he might want to find a career he believed in as well. This acting pursuit was not going to work out.”
— Lauren Groff, Fates and Furies: A Novel
Tagged: What We Don't Say, Money & Realtionships
“Her mouth moved down, then farther. He touched the top of her head, her fragile skull under wet hair, pulled her up gently. He wanted slowness, warmth, kissing. But she wouldn’t. She grasped him, though he wasn’t quite ready; she wasn’t either, she was dry, still cold. But she moved just slightly, sitting there above him, and after a few minutes he took the bones of her hips and pulled himself in until he’d fully stirred. She pressed down again, her body against his chest, and at last her mouth found his.”
— Lauren Groff, Arcadia
Tagged: Sex, Kissing, oral
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