Top 12 Dani Shapiro Quotes



It wasn’t so much that I was in search of answers. In fact, I was wary of the whole idea of answers. I wanted to climb all the way inside of the questions and see what was there.

 

To forget oneself-to lose oneself in the music, in the moment- that kind of absorption seems to be at the heart of every creative endeavor.

 

This sadness wasn’t a huge part of me–I wasn’t remotely depressed–but still, it was like a stone I carried in my pocket. I always knew it was there. [p. 179]

 

Act as if you’re a writer. Sit down and begin. Act as if you might just create something beautiful, and by beautiful I mean something authentic and universal. Don’t wait for anybody to tell you it’s okay.

 

Think of a ballet dancer at the barre. Plie, eleve, battement tendu. She is practicing, because she knows that there is no difference between practice and art. The practice is the art.

 

Rather than feeling vindicated, I felt guilty. It seemed cruel, and all my fault, somehow. My relationship with my mother had always brought into question any sense I had of myself as a good and decent person. [p. 128]

 

Gone was the reflexive need to see the worst in things. Before the tumors took her life, they gave her a few moments of grace.

 

I believe that we don’t choose our stories,” she began, leaning forward. “Our stories choose us.” She paused and took a sip of water. Her hand, I noticed was steady.. “And if we don’t tell them, then we are somehow diminished.

 

But today, something begins to shift. I see that there might be some way I can take the raw material of my life and transform it into something that has order and structure. I can make sense of what, until now, has been senseless.

 

The writer’s life requires courage, patience, empathy, openness. It requires the ability to be alone with oneself. Gentle with oneself. To be disciplined, and at the same time, take risks.

 

Everything you need to know about life can be learned from a genuine and ongoing attempt to write

 

My dad died when I was 23. His death was sudden and shocking – the result of a car crash – and I never got to say goodbye.

 

 

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