48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister Quotes

“For Marguerite Fulmer was cool, calm, control. A self-styled sculptor: one who shapes, but is not shaped.)”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“Inhabiting a female body is such a feat for me, like squeezing into a costume that includes a perfectly fitted face mask through which it is quite a feat to breathe...”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“It is terrible to see, to realize, that the world is a chaos of clues.”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“Were you and your sister close? Did you become closer after your mother’s death? Did your sister confide in you? No, no, and never.”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“I’ve often thought, looking at my sister’s much-lauded work, that indeed I could have done it—if I’d thought of it.)”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“nothing in M.’s life had interested her less than her identity as an heiress.”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“very good reason never to smile when your picture is being taken, yes?”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“believe that there is nothing so upsetting as a violation of the household routine.”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“Strange how M. was oblivious of me. Oblivious of what was rushing at her from the future on wide-spread dark-feathered wings.”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“I am not at ease in a kitchen, which, I tend to think, is a “woman’s place”—(I do not identify with “woman” if I can help it: “woman” is likely to be a sap);”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister

“I could see how, the more time you spent in the man’s presence, the less silly he seemed. There is a kind of erosion, a wearing away, in one’s perception of foolishness, if the object of derision gives no sign that he acknowledges it.”
― Joyce Carol Oates, 48 Clues into the Disappearance of My Sister