Flesh and Blood Quotes

“. . . he felt himself entering a moment so real he could only run toward it, shouting.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“Zoe loved Trancas's mother. She respected her exhausted and ironic hope for rebirth.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“Constantine, eight years old, was working in his father's garden and thinking about his own garden, a square of powdered granite he had staked out and combed into rows at the top of his family's land.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“My little girl, oh, the daughter I never had. Now tell me, angel, are you fucking anybody new?”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“...a much younger woman, one of those round-faced, tiny-featured women who were touted as beauties though they were not in fact particularly beautiful. They were simply the daughters of wealthy families powerful enough to demand that the concept of beauty be expanded to include them.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“What he hated about other people's concern was how visible it made you. All he wanted was to be unseen, and to watch.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“I've always maintained you can either cure your neuroses or you can just outwait them.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“Cassandra wanted the same night over and over again but she believed in some hidden way that if she had the same night enough times it would all crack open, and something better than love would be revealed. Something better than music.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“His father had a merciless eye that could find one bad straw in ten bales of good intentions.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood

“he crawled among the gnarls and snags of his father’s vineyard, tying errant tendrils back to the stakes with rough brown cord that was to his mind the exact color and texture of righteous, doomed effort.”
― Michael Cunningham, Flesh and Blood