Rebecca Makkai quotes: wise famous quotes, sayings and quotations by Rebecca Makkai

Rebecca Makkai Famous Quotes & Sayings

Discover top inspirational quotes from Rebecca Makkai on Wise Famous Quotes.

We're all going about trying to make beauty in the world and trying to make order out of chaos. And that's what art is.

The whole damn century would've made more sense backwards. Where we ended is worse than where we began.

Novelist and poet David Huddle is a quiet but fabulous writer, and he does adolescent longing better than anyone I know.

We take most everything at face value. Otherwise how could we get by?" ~ "The Museum of the Dearly Departed

Isn't it what all librarians strive toward, at least in the movies and cliches? Silence, invisibility, nothing but a rambling cloud of old book dust.

Very few writers thank their mothers for keen editorial insight; I'm happy to be the exception.

I might be the villain of this story.

I taught myself to read when I was three by comparing the letters in my Mother Goose book with the rhymes I had memorised.

Because I couldn't think of anything nonprofane to say at that moment, I said nothing.

Like a good American, I wanted to sue somebody. But like a good librarian, I just sat at my desk and waited.

There's a great social component to being a writer, to being an artist.

By then there had been other men. She'd flung herself at other closed windows. The windows never broke, but her heart, at the end, was in splinters.

History was safer than the news, because there was no question of how it would end. ~ "The Briefcase

Sometimes I wish I could go back through time to meet Proust, just so I could give him my asthma inhaler. The poor guy.

The loneliest thing in the world is lying awake beside someone asleep. ~ "The November Story

With short stories, you can always see the whole, but it's just so hard to get everything you want into that small form.

We aren't haunted by the dead, but by the impossible reach of history. By how unknowable these others are to us, how unfathomable we'd be to them.

And for what portion of human history had people even had desk jobs?

All I knew were novels. It gave me pause, for a moment, that all my reference points were fiction, that all my narratives were lies.

I believed that books might save him because I knew they had so far, and because I knew the people books had saved.

These were wise, modern children, and they knew: a mother could be a witch, a child could be a criminal. A librarian could be a thief.