Sara Gruen Quotes

Do you have any idea how much an elephant drinks?

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• Age is a terrible thief. Just when you're getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies your head and silently spreads cancer throughout your spouse.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Age
  • Cancer
  • Terrible

• Keeping up the appearance of having all your marbles is hard work, but important.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Work
  • Important

• Life is the most spectacular show on earth.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Life
  • Earth
  • Show

• When two people are meant to be together, they will be together. It's fate.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • People
  • Together
  • Fate

• I strain to hear, but my old ears, for all their obscene hugeness, pick up nothing but snippets.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Ears
  • Picks
  • Strain

• Although, pretending not to notice is almost worse than noticing.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Pretending
  • Noticing

• When you are five, you know your age down to the month. Even in your twenties, you know how old you are. I'm twenty-three you say, or maybe twenty-seven. But then in your thirties, something strange starts to happen. It is a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I'm--you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you are not. You're thirty-five. And then you're bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end. It is, of course, but it's decades before you admit it.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Age
  • Wonder
  • Strange

• Dear God. Not only am I unemployed and homeless, but I also have a pregnant woman, bereaved dog, elephant, and eleven horses to take care of.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Dog
  • Horse
  • Homeless

• The more distressing the memory, the more persistent it's presence.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Memories
  • Persistent
  • Distressing

• Why the hell shouldn't I run away with the circus?

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Running
  • Circus

• I have to convince myself that this is not a pointless life, even the body is telling me so.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Life
  • Body
  • Convince

• Sometimes when you get older — and I’m not talking about you, I’m talking generally, because everyone ages differently — things you think on and wish on start to seem real. And then you believe them, and before you know it they’re part of your history, and if someone challenges you on them and says they’re not true — why, then you get offended because you can’t remember the first part. All you know is that you’ve been called a liar.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Believe
  • Thinking
  • Real

• ... 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
  • Mind
  • Children
  • Together

• We traveled for two weeks with a pickled hippo.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Traveled
  • Hippo

• How is it that everyone on this train has so much alcohol?" "We always head to Canada at the beginning of the season," she says taking her seat again. "Their laws are much more civilized. Cheers.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Alcohol
  • Train
  • Cheer

• Hey! Shouts Camel. There ain't no woman in the world worth two bottles of whiskey!

  

  Sara Gruen
  • World
  • Woman
  • Whiskey

• But it all zipped by. One minute Marlena and I were up to our eyeballs, and the next thing we knew the kids were borrowing the car and fleeing the coop for college. And now, here I am. In my nineties and alone.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Kids
  • College
  • Car

• Gorillas are in danger of being wiped out by the Ebola virus. I feel like we have limited time to get to know them and understand them and they're going to disappear - that's terrifically sad. Wouldn't it be great if we could stop that?

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Feels
  • Danger
  • Disappear

• Being the survivor stinks.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Survivor
  • Stink

• 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
  • Giving
  • Break
  • Whiskey

• Honey, I plan to marry you the moment the ink is dry on that death certificate.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Moments
  • Marry
  • Certificates

• My platitudes don't hold their interest and I can hardly blame them for that. My real stories are all out of date. So what if I can speak firsthand about the Spanish flu, the advent of the automobile, world wars, cold wars, guerrilla wars, and Sputnik — that's all ancient history now. But 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
  • World
  • Real
  • War

• Don't want to get tipsy and break a hip.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Break
  • Hips
  • Tipsy

• With a secret like that, at some point the secret itself becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.

  

  Sara Gruen
  • Truth
  • Secret
  • Irrelevant