Patricia Hampl Quotes

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  • The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn.

    Pride   Winter   Night  
  • The future is here, now, and the past is full of actual deeds, real history. Utopias hardly have the meat on their bones to sustain a people in grave times.

    Real   Future   Past  
  • Maybe being oneself is always an acquired taste.

  • Writing was the soul of everything else ... Wanting to be a writer was wanting to be a person.

    Writing   Soul   Persons  
  • In memory each of us is an artist: each of us creates.

  • Prayer as focus is not a way of limiting what can be seen; it is a habit of attention brought to bear on all that is.

  • In description we hear and feel the absorption of the author in the material. We sense the presence of the creator of the scene. .. This personal absorption is what we mean by 'style.' It is strange that we would choose so oddly surfacey a word - style - for this most soulful aspect of writing. We could, perhaps more exactly, call this relation between consciousness and its subject 'integrity.' What else is the articulation of perception?

  • Time, we like to say, cures all. But maybe the old saying doesn’t mean time heals. Time cures a secret in its brine, keeping it and finally, paradoxically, destroying it. Nothing is left in that salt solution but the pain or rage, the biting shame that lodged it there. Even they are diluted or denied.

    Pain   Mean   Secret  
  • What is remembered is what becomes reality.

  • Our capacity to move forward as developing beings rests on a healthy relationship with the past. Psychotherapy, that widespread method for promoting mental health, relies heavily on memory and on the ability to retrieve and organize images and events from the personal pastIf we learn not only to tell our stories but to listen to what our stories tell us—to write the first draft and then return for the second draft—we are doing the work of memory.

  • It is hard to sever the cords that tie us to our slavery and leave intact those that bind us to ourselves.

    Ties   Slavery   Hard  
  • I come from people who have always been polite enough to feel that nothing has ever happened to them.

  • Memoir is trustworthy and its truth assured when it seeks the relation of self to time, the piecing of the shards of personal experience into the starscape of history's night. The materials of memoir are humble, fugitive, a cottage knitting industry seeking narrative truth across the crevasse of time as autobiography folds itself into the vast, fluid essay that is history. A single voice singing its aria in a corner of the crowded world.

    Humble   Night   Knitting  
  • We store in memory only images of value. The value may be lost over the passage of time, but that's the implacable judgment of feeling.

    Memories   Feelings   May  
  • If nobody talks about books, if they are not discussed or somehow contended with, literature ceases to be a conversation, ceases to be dynamic. Most of all, it ceases to be intimate. It degenerates into a monologue or a mutter. An unreviewed book is a struck bell that gives no resonance. Without reviews, literature would be oddly mute in spite of all those words on all those pages of all those books. Reviewing makes of reading a participant sport, not a spectator sport.

    Sports   Book   Reading  
  • Writing about why you write is a funny business, like scratching what doesn't itch. Impulses are mysterious, and explaining them must be done with mirrors, like certain cunning slight-of-hand routines.

    Writing   Mirrors   Hands  
  • We only store in memory images of value. To write about one's life is to live it twice, and the second time is both spiritual and historical.

  • French was the only language we had in common, and even that was like a dialect we had picked up at a rummage sale, rusty and missing a lot of essential parts.

  • Silence was the first prayer I learned to trust.

    Prayer   Silence   Firsts  
    Patricia Hampl (1993). “Virgin Time”
  • It's always a thrilling risk to say exactly what you mean, to express exactly what you see.

    Mean   Risk   Thrilling  
  • The world is full of mystery but it must not be choked with secrets: we must talk to one another.

    Secret   World   Mystery  
  • The artist's work, it is sometimes said, is to celebrate. But really that is not so; it is to express wonder. And something terrible resides at the heart of wonder. Celebration is social, amenable. Wonder has a chaotic splendor.

    Patricia Hampl (1993). “Spillville: A Collaboration”, Milkweed Editions
  • Memoirists wish to tell their mind, not their story.

    Mind   Wish   Stories  
  • Pondering was the highest vocation... Pondering was a special kind of thinking. It was not done in the mind, that chilly place, but in the heart, where the real mystery of intelligence - intuition - rather than thought lay catlike and feminine, ready to pounce.

    Real   Heart   Thinking  
    Patricia Hampl (1993). “Virgin Time”
  • True memoir is written, like all literature, in an attempt to find not only a self but a world

    Self   Literature   World  
  • I could tell you stories-if only stories could tell what I have in me to tell.

    Stories   Ifs  
  • Silence, that inspired dealer, takes the day's deck, the life, all in a crazy heap, lays it out, and plays its flawless hand of solitaire, every card in place. Scoops them up, and does it all over again.

    Crazy   Hands   Play  
    Patricia Hampl (1993). “Virgin Time”
  • Maybe being oneself is an acquired taste. For a writer it's a big deal to bow--or kneel or get knocked down--to the fact that you are going to write your own books and not somebody else's. Not even those books of the somebody else you thought it was your express business to spruce yourself up to be.

    Book   Writing   Taste  
  • These days it seems the lyric impulse, so seemingly fragile, comes in for a lot of abuse-or simply a lot of mistrust. What's it for, anyway, in this hard-edged, worried world? Into this cultural uncertainty Gregory Orr's spirited meditation on the surprisingly tensile strength of poetry in the face of profound suffering and grief presents a welcome fresh view of the ancient human instinct to cry out and to praise.

    Grief   Views   Profound  
  • The paradox: there can be no pilgrimage without a destination, but the destination is also not the real point of the endeavor. Not the destination, but the willingness to wander in pursuit characterizes pilgrimage. Willingness: to hear the tales along the way, to make the casual choices of travel, to acquiesce even to boredom. That's pilgrimage -- a mind full of journey.

    Real   Journey   Boredom  
    Patricia Hampl (1993). “Spillville: A Collaboration”, Milkweed Editions
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