◄ Mary Karr ►

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Age about 30, I stopped looking up my books in bookstores. Paying attention to the marketplace isn't a healthy thing for me.

Both my parents were agnostic. My mother was kind of a Buddhist. She had some spiritual tendencies, but they were kind of flaky - New Agey, you know? Which is partly why I'm suspicious of that sort of thing. I'm skeptical of any spiritual practice that doesn't involve other people and doesn't involve some sort of consistent tradition.

Childhood was terrifying for me. A kid has no control. You're three feet tall, flat broke, unemployed, and illiterate. Terror snaps you awake. You pay keen attention. People can just pick you up and move you and put you down.

Every poem probably has sixty drafts behind it.

For days on end, I avoid the Web, never logging in until about two or three, after I've written all morning. On a good week, I don't go online till after Wednesday, so four or five days might lapse without my checking e-mail.

I do have a really good memory. I mean, like, I can remember all the phone numbers of everybody on the street I grew up on.

I don't have a copy of my books, and the degree to which I never read them is profound. I never look.

I find a great deal of comfort and care in my faith and prayer. I'd sooner do without air than prayer.

I get about five memoirs per week in my mailbox, and few of them inspire anything but a desire to pick up the channel changer.

I have a completely addictive personality. Diet Coke is my last - God, I know people counting days off Diet Coke; I'm such a Diet Cokehead. Now I won't let myself buy it.

I think being tortured as a virtue is a kind of antiquated sense of what it is to be an artist. It comes out of that Symbolist idea, back to Rimbaud and all that disordering of the senses and all of that being some exalted state. When I've been that way, I've always been less exalted than I would have liked.

I was 40 years old before I became an overnight success, and I'd been publishing for 20 years.

If dysfunction means that a family doesn't work, then every family ambles into some arena in which that happens, where relationships get strained or even break down entirely. We fail each other or disappoint each other. That goes for parents, siblings, kids, marriage partners - the whole enchilada.

I'm always astonished by the confidence my readers put in me.

I'm doomed to act like myself, even when it's inconvenient!

It's completely through prayer that I came to believe in God. I just sensed a presence south of my neck.

I've been teaching classes on memoirs since 1986, and I've been reading them all my life, and I think that I would like to write a critical book that might have some of those how-to elements in it.

Nobody sounds good writing about your divorce, let's face it.

People who didn't live pre-Internet can't grasp how devoid of ideas life in my hometown was. The only bookstores sold Bibles the size of coffee tables and dashboard Virgin Marys that glowed in the dark.

Poetry is for me Eucharistic. You take someone else's suffering into your body, their passion comes into your body, and in doing that you commune, you take communion, you make a community with others.

The audiobooks I buy are never first-time reads - only rereadings of books I know well that I find intoxicating.

The emotional stakes a memoirist bets with could not be higher, and it's physically enervating. I nap on a daily basis like a cross-country trucker.

The failures of other genres to provide an emotional connection with some of their characters and narratives gives memoir a toehold.

There are women succeeding beyond their wildest dreams because of their sobriety.

When I got sober, I thought giving up was saying goodbye to all the fun and all the sparkle, and it turned out to be just the opposite. That's when the sparkle started for me.

When people suffer, their relationships usually suffer as well. Period. And we all suffer because, as the Buddha says, that's the nature of being human and wanting stuff we don't always get.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

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