Sara Gruen

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I am further back, surrounded on all sides by wailing men, their faces shiny with tears. Uncle Al promised three dollars and a bottle of Canadian whiskey to the man who puts on the best show. You've never seen such grief-- even the dogs were howling.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Dog
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Although there are times I'd give anything to have her back, I'm glad she went first. Losing her was like being cleft down the middle. It was the moment it all ended for me, and I wouldn't have wanted her to go through that.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Elephants
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I roll onto my side and stare out the venetian blinds at the blue sky beyond. After a few minutes I'm lulled into a sort of peace. The sky, the sky--same as it always was.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Blue
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What else do I have to offer? Nothing happens to me anymore. That’s the reality of getting old, and I guess that’s really the crux of the matter. I’m not ready to be old yet.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Reality
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When I first submerged my feet into frigid water, they hurt so badly I yanked them out again. I persisted, dunking them for longer and longer periods, until the cold finally blistered.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Hurt
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Is where you're from the place you're leaving or where you have roots?
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Roots
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I just can't. I'm married. I made my bed and now I have to lie in it.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Lying
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The whole thing's illusion, [Jacob], and there's nothing wrong with that. It's what people want from us. It's what they expect.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: People
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...poking a lump of red Jello that jiggles outrageously, like a breast I once knew.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Jello
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With a secret like that, at some point the secret itself becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Truth
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I look after those who look after me." He smacks his lips, stares at me, and adds, "I also look after those who don't." - Sara Gruen (Water for Elephants)
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Collection: Elephants
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I strain to hear, but my old ears, for all their obscene hugeness, pick up nothing but snippets.
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Collection: Ears
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... a gaggle of old ladies is glued to the window at the end of the hall like children or jailbirds. They're spidery and frail, their hair as fine as mist. Most of them are a good decade younger than me, and this astounds me. Even as your body betrays you, your mind denies it.--There are five of them now, white headed old things huddled together and pointing crooked fingers at the glass.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Children
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Being the survivor stinks.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Survivor
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How hard can it be to find a girl and an elephant for Christ's sake?
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Girl
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The sky the sky- same as it always was.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Sky
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Must protect my little pockets of happiness.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Pockets
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Life goes on with fragile normalcy.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Elephants
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After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Hands
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All right. Let's give you something to tell your grandkids about. Or great-grandkids. Or great-great-grandkids." I snort with glee, delirious with excitement. Charlie winks and pours me another finger's worth of whiskey. Then, on second thought, he tips the bottle again. I reach out and grab its neck. "Better not," I say. "Don't want to get tipsy and break a hip.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Giving
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Hey! Shouts Camel. There ain't no woman in the world worth two bottles of whiskey!
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Two
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Do you have any idea how much an elephant drinks?
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Elephants
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Then I lie down on the horse blanket and drift into a dream about Marlena that will probably cost me my soul.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Dream
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Jacob: I've never seen so much manure. Wade: Baggage stock horses. They pack'em in 27 a car. Jacob: how do you stand the smell? Wade: what smell?
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Horse
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We traveled for two weeks with a pickled hippo.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Two
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I used to think I preferred getting old to the alternative, but now I'm not sure. Sometimes the momotony of bingo and sing-alongs and ancient dusty people parked in the hallway in wheelchairs makes me long for death. Particularly when I rememver that I'm one of the ancient dusty people, filed away like some worthless tchotchke.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Thinking
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I stare at her for a long moment. I want to kiss her. I want to kiss her more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Romance
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I tend not to think about the reading public at all, or the business, when I’m writing.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Reading
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The person following is never in control, which she knows full well and which is exactly why she does it.
- Sara Gruen
Collection: Book