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The practice of employing metaphor and image and composition and linguistic choices to move the reader through the content.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Photographs replace memory. Photographs replace lived experience. History.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
When they own languages, she thought, we are terrorists. When we own them, we are revolutionaries.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
I am a woman who talks to herself and lies.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
To move violently and beautifully through skin, to enter matter-isn't that evolution's climax?
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Out of the sad sack of sad shit that was my life, I made a wordhouse.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
What we need, is a break out. Out of our lives, out of Seattle, out of the dumb script of girl.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Later, someone will come back and get her and take her back home.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
I never felt crazy, I just felt gone away.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Dead infants don't get urns unless you pay for them - and then they stuff crap in besides just ashes to cover the smallness.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
In water, like in books - you can leave your life.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
It is possible to make family any way you like. It is possible to love men without rage. There are thousands of ways to love men.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
We are all swimmers before the dawn of oxygen and earth. We all carry the memory of that breathable blue past.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Underneath the forms of fiction and poetry, you can bet your ass the ground comes from someone's actual life experience.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
how to make language go strange and vertical to make a poem. How to trust the moon.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
We drank everything his favorite poet drank-Bukowski- and like Bukowski's women, I matched him drink for drink.
We drank each other blind. — Lidia Yuknavitch
We drank each other blind. — Lidia Yuknavitch
It is only inside abstraction and expression and chaos that he is alive.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
I drop to the curb like childhood leaving a body.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Words carry oceans on their small backs.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
You know, every street in Paris is wet. Every person in Paris has a dog. Every hand in Paris holds a cigarette. Every mouth in Paris is a kiss.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
We are what happens when the seemingly unthinkable celebrity rises to power. Our existence makes my eyes hurt.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
I'm kind of still down with Virg Woolf on this one: "women must kill the aesthetic ideal through which they themselves have been 'killed' into art."
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Sometimes saviors look different than you thought they would.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Superpowers will topple and reorganize.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Two things have always ruptured up and through hegemony: art and bodies.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
China and India will become something we never imagined.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Little tragedies are difficult to keep straight.
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We live through sound and light - through our technologies.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
You must let it glide on surfaces so you don't make a mess of things
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my parents Oedipal fakers
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Because in loving his darkness I found my own.
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A little bit outside of things is where some people feel each other. We do it to replace the frame of family. We
— Lidia Yuknavitch
France will take on a militant tone, leaving its beautiful cultural tower to chase power after all these years.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
But it is the world of men that creates pure destruction. And this is a truth we cannot bear: Since we bear them into the world, we cannot kill them.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Love isn't what anyone said. It's worse. You can die from it at any moment.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
I kiss her. I kiss her and kiss her. I try not to bite her lip. She tastes like vodkahoney.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
He treated ... my scarred as shit past and body as chapters of a book he wanted to hold in his hands and finish.
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We laughed the laugh of women untethered, finally, from their origins.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Make up stories until you find one you can live with.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Aren't we all just shooting for a life where art matters?
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Pity the small backs of children, he heard her saying. They carry death for us the second they are born.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Everybody uses everybody until we're all just a bunch of used up shit sacks waiting to go to dirt.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
The rocks. They carry the chronology of water. All things simultaneously living and dead in your hands.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
You have to be ready to be anyone in moments of danger or love.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Germany will forgive itself so much that it returns to arms.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
The maternal impulse in animals to protect their young - that kind of instinct and subsequent violence is quite beautiful. Mythic even.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
see the stories of women, but they are always stuck inside the stories of men. Why is that?
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Words from my whole body, my entire life, or the lives of women and girls whose stories got stuck in their throats came gushing out.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
I learned from an early age that if it feels bad, it's good, and if it feels good, you are bad
— Lidia Yuknavitch
It is not a perfect place, America. It's simply a way out of this story.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Canada and Russia and Greenland will stake new claims in once-frozen waters.
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Aspiration gets stuck in some people. It's difficult to think yes. Or up. When all you feel is fight or run.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
It seems important to them that he is a kind of villain in their stories. This seems American.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
I just want my stories to be mine.
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She is at a crossroads: a child's violent will to survive lodged in her chest where her heart should be, but an utter indifference along with it.
— Lidia Yuknavitch
Africa will become an out-of-reach commodity instead of the expendable refuse heap we've treated her as.
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And memory has no syntax.
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