Karen Russell Quotes
Top 79 wise famous quotes and sayings by Karen Russell
Karen Russell Famous Quotes & Sayings
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It's strange to own anything, Beverly thinks, even your flesh, that nobody outside yourself ever touches or sees.
We don't have any garlic bulbs, so I bring the cauliflower, and hope that any vampires I encounter will be of the myopic, easily duped variety.
I have a B.A. in Spanish, so briefly I thought that somebody might pay me to speak Spanish badly in another country, like Norway.
The lake water was reinventing the forest and the white moon above it, and wolves lapped up the cold reflection of the sky.
Women revert to their maiden names in Heaven, Rutherford feels fairly certain. He can't remember where he learned this
France or the Bible.
France or the Bible.
I swim with all my strength. No superhuman surge, or pony heroics; it's just me at my most desperate.
Faith was a power that arose from inside you, I thought, and doubt was exogenous, a speck in your eye. A black mote from the sad world of adults.
Many of the presidents have sworn themselves in to similarly foolish titles: Governor of Cow Pastures, Commanding General of Standing Chickens.
The body can be a marvel of resiliency, a cactus when it comes to sleep - capable of surviving on mere drops.
But if you kept thinking about a fight you'd lost, Mom said, you were programming yourself to lose again.
I would love to travel around the world working for a travel company taking students abroad on cultural immersion trips.
Mythology is a really beautiful vocabulary passed down through centuries that helps us understand the perennial parts of our nature.
The folks I read as a kid really set me up. I owe a huge debt to Ray Bradbury and Madeleine L'Engle.
I really try to write every day. It's hard, but it's my favorite thing to do, so it's usually not too, too hard.
Pain collected into deep pockets and I was aware of this painbut somehow I could not seem to feel it. It was like a body-deafness.
When you're a kid, it's hard to tell the innocuous secrets from the ones that will kill you if you keep them.
Sometimes, when you're writing sentence by sentence, you're not really sure what footprints you're going to fall into, or what ghosts might appear.
I wanted to touch the edges of my life - the same instinct, I think, that inspires young mortals to flip tractors and enlist in foreign wars.
It's funny, for a long time I would go watermelon-red and deny that I was a magical realist. It felt imprecise to me, a misrepresentation.
This new happiness had angles. Happiness like his was real; it had a jewel-cut shadow, and he could lose it.
Nal had begun to sense that his life had jumped the rails - and then right at his nadir, he'd agreed to an "avant" haircut performed by Cousin Steve.
For me, the term "literary fiction" means there's always attention paid to language, and linguistic experimentation, sophistication.
I didn't realize that one tragedy can beget another, and another - bright-eyed disasters flooding out of a death hole like bats out of a cave.
Music is pleasant not only because of the sound of many voices,
but because of the silence that is in it.
but because of the silence that is in it.
But until we are old ladies- a cypress age, a Sawtooth age- I will continue to link arms with her, in public, in private, in a panic of love.
I moved to New York with the derangement of love. I was writing all these terrible stories, but I had never been happier.
The whistle dropped from the branch's spindly fingers like a black cocoon, a pendulum of secret music; the wind pushed sound soundlessly around.
What passes for news is just morbid speculation or cartoonish screaming, followed by diaper commercials.
(I was a fairy-minded kid, a comic book kid, and I had a bad habit of looking for augurs and protectors where there were none.
I am extremely close to my brother, Kent, and my sister, Lauren, who have been remarkably understanding about all of my weird sibling tales.
It remains unbelievable to me that I have any readers beyond my own blood relations - it's a crazy, wild gift.
My older sister has entire kingdoms inside of her, and some of them are only accessible at certain seasons, in certain kinds of weather.
He tried to scrub children's vomit from the webbing of the Tongue in a way that suggested deep reservoirs of genius.
Fiction helps me to reconnect with the true, deep weirdness inherent in everyday reality, in our dealings with one another, in just being alive.