Janet Fitch
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...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth9 November 1955
CountryUnited States of America
fire purification cremation
purification in fire. public cremation
dark thinking soul
She should think about her own soul, what she was going to do with this funky tattered pond dank item. Dark and stained, a ruined thing.
pain men judging
In a train...smash. In his arm her last...breath.' He had loved her. But he hated himself more. Such suffering, so much pain. And he thought it made him hateful. As if suffering was shameful, disgusting, as if pain were a crime. Who can judge another man's suffering?
stealing paid every-second
You paid for every second of beauty you managed to steal.
dream seductive appearance
her scruffy innoscense to impregnate with his dreams. reason was seductive, it gave the appearance of truth
running sorry two
Death like a lover, caressing him, promising him peace, running its fingers through his hair, its tongue in his ear. She put her own two fingers in her mouth. Im so sorry. And pulled the trigger
paper pieces wonderful
this was the wonderful thing about strangers. they were big blank pieces of paper, you could draw watever you like on their impresionable surfaces
water darkness dawn
Dawn tinted the darkness like water ink.
block rooms concrete
Love could never bloom in a concrete block room.
confused coffee hair
She kissed me on the mouth. Her mouth tasted like iced coffee and cardamom, and I was overwhelmed by the taste, her hot skin and the smell of unwashed hair. I was confused, but not unwilling. I would have let her do anything to me.
hanging-on moments
This was the life I was going to be living, everybody separated from everybody else, hanging on for a moment only to be washed away.
artist oleanders
I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.
want what-you-want there-is-no-god
There is no God, there is only what you want.
apologizing
Never apologize. Never explain.