Jeannette walls quotes

sometimes after I finished a particularly good book, I had the urge to get the library card, find out who else had read the book, and track them down to talk about it

It's so much of what art and creativity are, being able to confront your own demons. If you can do that, you can get through just about everything.

Sometimes you need a little crisis to get your adrenaline flowing and help you realize your potential.

I'm a big believer in luck - the harder you work, the luckier you become.

Sometimes something catastrophic can occur in a split second that changes a person's life forever; other times one minor incident can lead to another and then another and another, eventually setting off just as big a change in a body's life.

I believe that everyone has some huge talent in them; the really lucky ones discover what it is.

Don't worry, God understands,' Mom said. 'He knows that your father is a cross we must bear.

I never had any question that my parents loved me. I had a real sense of self confidence.

Life is a drama full of tragedy and comedy. You should learn to enjoy the comic episodes a little more.

Nobody's perfect. We're all just one step up from the beasts and one step down from the angels.

My life is not just about the past.

Memoir is about handing over you life to someone and saying, This is what I went through, this is who I am, and maybe you can learn something from it.

No child is born a delinquent. They only became that way if nobody loved them when they were kids. Unloved children grow up to be serial murderers or alcoholics.

All seasons have something to offer

I reached my full height at age 11, and I was clumsy as all get-out - all elbows and knees, couldn't get up a flight of stairs without falling down. I wanted to be a cute, petite blonde, but I'm a big ol' strapping thing, so I just accept it.

What I do know is that wondering why you survived don't help you survive.

Teaching is a calling too. And I've always thought that teachers in their way are holy - angels leading their flocks out of the darkness.

I became known as Lily Casey, the mustang-breaking, poker-playing, horse-race-winning schoolmarm of Coconino County, and it wasn't half bad to be in place where no one had a problem with a woman having a moniker like that.

When God closes a door, he opens a window, but it's up to you to find it.

Anyone who thinks he's too small to make a difference has never been bit by a mosquito

The way Mom saw it, women should let menfolk do the work because it made them feel more manly. That notion only made sense if you had a strong man willing to step up and get things done, and between Dad's gimp, Buster's elaborate excuses, and Apache's tendency to disappear, it was often up to me to keep the place from falling apart. But even when everyone was pitching in, we never got out from under all the work. I loved that ranch, though sometimes it did seem that instead of us owning the place, the place owned us.

That was the thing to remember about all monsters, They love to frighten people, but the minute you stare them down, they turn tail and run.

The fact is, you don't love me, and you haven't destroyed me. You don't have what it takes to do that.

In my opinion, trying to guess what readers want is the wrong approach. You have to tell your story as best you can and as true to yourself as possible. You have to be honest and fair and vulnerable and foolish and brave, and not care what anyone thinks of it.

I wondered if the fire had been out to get me. I wondered if all fire was related, like Dad said all humans were related, if the fire that had burned me that day while I cooked hot dogs was somehow connected o the fire I had flushed down the toilet and the fire burning at the hotel. I didn't have the answers to those questions, but what I did know was that I lived in a world that at any moment could erupt into fire. It was the sort of knowledge that kept you on your toes.

[Optimism] acts as a self-fulfilling prophecy.

...even though I was getting better education at home than any of the kids in Toyah, I'd need to go to finishing school when I was thirteen, both to acquire social graces and to earn a diploma. Because in this world, Dad said, it's not enough to have a fine education. You need a piece of paper to prove you go it.

When I got a little older, I started writing for the high school newspaper, The Maroon Wave, and that's when I fell in love with journalism.

It was good work, the kind of work that let you sleep soundly at night and, when you awoke, look forward to the day.

If you don't think you're hurt, then you aren't

Mom could say that in hindsight, but it seemed to me that when you were in the middle of something, it was awful hard to figure out what part of it was God's will and what wasn't.

I always wanted to be a serious journalist.

You'll never make a fortune working for the boss man.

She was developing what Mom called a bit of a sarcastic streak.

Interesting people always have a past.

But the positive thoughts would give way to negative thoughts, and the negative thoughts seemed to swoop into her mind the way a big flock of black crows takes over the landscape, sitting thick in the trees and on the fence rails and lawns, staring at you in ominous silence.

People are like animals. Some are happiest penned in, some need to roam free. You go to recognize what's in her nature and accept it.

Some people who've read my story think I had a terrible childhood and that I was neglected or even abused, while others feel that my parents, while certainly flawed, also had truly wonderful qualities. And that's the way it should be, because in real life two people can look at the same president and one will see a hero and the other a villain.

When I asked my mother, ‘how do I tell people about you’ her answer was ‘tell the truth’. But of course, the truth is never simple.

When someone's wounded, the first order of business is to stop the bleeding. You can figure out later how best to help them heal.

One thing about whoring: It put a chicken on the table.

If you don't want to sink, you better figure out how to swim

Horses were never wrong. They always did what they did for a reason, and it was up to you to figure it out.

Things usually work out in the end." "What if they don't?" "That just means you haven't come to the end yet.

Mom always said people worried too much about their children. Suffering when you're young is good for you, she said. It immunized your body and your soul, and that was why she ignored us kids when we cried. Fussing over children who cry only encouraged them, she told us. That's positive reinforcement for negative behavior.

She wore tight corsets to give her a teeny waist - I helped her lace them up - but they had the effect of causing her to faint. Mom called it the vapors and said it was a sign of her high breeding and delicate nature. I thought it was a sign that the corset made it hard to breathe.

Maybe I should have cut him some slack. With his broken wing and lifetime of eating roadkill, he probably had a lot to be ungrateful about. Too much hard luck can create a permanent meanness of spirit in any creature.

You're in a horse race but you're thinking like a sheep. Sheep don't win horse races.

Don't you make fun of me or my children! Some babies are premature. Mine were all postmature. That's why they're so smart. Their brains had longer to develop.

I could see why Archimedes got all excited. There was nothing finer than the feeling that came rushing through you when it clicked and you suddenly understood something that had puzzled you. It made you think it just might be possible to get a handle on this old world after all.

I hate Erma," I told Mom... "You have to show compassion for her..." She added that you should never hate anyone, even your worst enemies. "Everyone has something good about them," she said. "You have to find the redeeming quality and love the person for that." "Oh yeah?" I said. "How about Hitler? What was his redeeming quality?" "Hitler loved dogs," Mom said without hesitation.

Fussing over children who cry only encourages them. That's positive reinforcement for negative behavior.

Don't be afraid of your dark places. ... If you can shine a light on them, you'll find treasure there.

In this world, it's not enough to have a fine education. You need a piece of paper to prove you got it.

Too much hard luck can create a permanent meanness of spirit in any creature.

If you want to be reminded of the love of the Lord, just watch the sunrise.

Whenever I'm reading a book I enjoy, I always develop a mental list of the people I want to share it with.

You can't prepare for everything life's going to throw at you. And you can't avoid danger. It's there. The world is a dangerous place, and if you sit around wringing your hands about it, you'll out on all the adventure.

Those shining stars, he liked to point out, were one of the special treats for people like us who lived out in the wilderness. Rich city folks, he'd say, lived in fancy apartments, but their air was so polluted they couldn't even see the stars. We'd have to be out of our minds to want to trade places with any of them.

One of the most challenging aspects of writing a memoir is finding your own voice, and you should be very careful about being influenced by someone else's voice.

I find books that have a moral and spiritual center, that speak to what is really important and lasting, hugely appealing.

I'm a fairly fast, but sloppy writer, so I'm a big fan of re-writing, and re-writing again.

Unlike diamonds, watches were practical. They were for people on the run, people with appointments to keep and schedules to meet.

Horses are a mirror of who you are. They're emotionally dependent on you.

She never felt sorry for herself, and that was something I decided I admired most in people.

If you want to be treated like a mother, act like one.

You West Virginia girls are one tough breed," he said. You got that right," I told him.

You have to find the redeeming quality and love the person for that.

Dad was a philosopher and had what he called his Theory of Purpose, which held that everything in life had a purpose, and unless it achieved that purpose, it was just taking up space on the planet and wasting everybody's time.

I was so worried that people wouldn't like me or my story.

Everything in life is gray, you know.

Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten, you'll still have your stars.

Mom told us we would have to go shoplifting. Isn't that a sin?" I asked Mom. Not exactly," Mom said. "God doesn't mind you bending the rules a little if you have a good reason. It's sort of like justifiable homicide. This is justifiable pilfering.

Why spend the afternoon making a meal that will be gone in an hour," she'd ask us, "when in the same amount of time, I can do a painting that will last forever?

You didn't need a college degree to become one of the people who knew what was really going on. If you paid attention, you could pick things up on your own.

It's really not that hard to put food on the table if that's what you decide to do.

Most important thing in life is learning how to fall.

She had her addictions and one of them was reading.

My advice to anyone is to figure out what you're good at - what it is that you love doing the most in life - and figure out a way to make a living from it.

Whoever coined the phrase 'a man's got to play the hand that was dealt him' was most certainly one piss-poor bluffer.

The dangerous falls were the ones that happened so fast you didn't have time to react

It's the Joshua tree's struggle that gives it its beauty.

I wanted to let the world know that no one had a perfect life, that even the people who seemed to have it all had their secrets.

The women I know with strong personalities, the ones who might have become generals or the heads of companies if they were men, become teachers. Teaching is a calling, too. And I've always thought that teachers in their way are holy-angles leading their flocks out of the darkness.

I lived in a world that at any moment could erupt into fire. It was the sort of knowledge that kept you on your toes.

Once you'd resolved to go, there was nothing to it at all.

....he said it was interesting. He used the word 'textured'. He said 'smooth' is boring but 'textured' was interesting, and the scar meant that I was stronger than whatever had tried to hurt me.

The best time to tell your story is when you have to tell your story. When it's not really a choice. But then, when you get that first, messy, complicated version down, you have to read it over and be very tough on yourself and ask, 'Well what's the story here?' If you're lucky enough to have someone you trust looking over your shoulder, he or she can help you if [you] lack perspective on your own story.

One of the many lessons I hope I've learned is how much I underestimated people, their open-mindedness and their willingness to understand. I think, moreover, I underestimated the degree to which everyone has a story. So my advice, for whatever it's worth, is to trust readers, trust the truth and trust the power of storytelling.

You can't cling to the side your whole life, that one lesson every parent needs to teach a child is "If you don't want to sink, you better figure out how to swim

If you had weak eyes, they needed exercise to get strong. Glasses were like crutches. They prevented people with feeble eyes from seeing the world on their own.

We're stronger than we realize.

But no matter how much planning you do, one tiny miscalculation, one moment of distraction, can end it all in an instant.

Confidence doesn't come from thinking you're perfect or flawless. That's arrogance. Confidence comes from appreciating the beauty of your texture.

Living there [Horse Mesa] was like living in a natural cathedral. Waking up every morning, you walked outside and looked down at the blue lake, then up at the sandstone cliffs--those awe-inspiring layers of red and yellow rock shaped over the millennia, with dozens of black-streaked crevices that temporarily became waterfalls after rainstorms.

Books are my very favorite gift to give. If you give a book to someone and they really respond to it, you feel you've actually changed their life in some way.

I hadn’t been paying much attention to things like the sunrise, but that old sun had been coming up anyway. It didn’t really care how I felt, it was going to rise and set regardless of whether I noticed it, and if I was going to enjoy it, that was up to me.

Since Mom wasn't exactly the most useful person in the world, one lesson I learned at an early age was how to get things done, and this was a source of both amazement and concern for Mom, who considered my behavior unladylike but also counted on me. "I never knew a girl to have such gumption," she'd say. "But I'm not too sure it's a good thing.

Look at the way you live. You've sold out. Next thing I know you'll become a Republican." She shook her head. "Where are the values I raised you with?

No one expected you to amount to much," she told me. "Lori was the smart one, Maureen the pretty one, and Brian the brave one. You never had much going for you except that you always worked hard.

My older sister achieved her dream of being an artist. She's an illustrator living in Manhattan.

One benefit of Summer was that each day we had more light to read by.

I sit down at my desk pretty early in the morning and write all day until about 4 or 5 p.m.

You should never hate anyone, even your worst enemies. Everyone has something good about them. You have to find the redeeming quality and love the person for that.

When people kill themselves, they think they're ending the pain, but all they're doing is passing it on to those they leave behind.

I found out that people are incredibly compassionate and kind. It really changed my view of the world.

New Yorkers, I figured, just pretended to be unfriendly.

We laughed about all the kids who believed in the Santa Clause myth and got nothing but a bunch of cheap plastic toys. 'Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten,' Dad said, ' you'll still have your stars.

Sometimes you have to get sicker before you can get better.

A lady's hair is her crowning glory

But I also hoped that [she] had chosen California because she thought that was her true home, the place where she really belonged, where it was always warm and you could dance in the rain, pick grapes right off the vines, and sleep outside at night under the stars.

Mom also hinted a couple of times that it was good I was going to college, since with one failed marriage behind me, I 'd have trouble landing a good husband and would need something to fall back on. "A package that's been opened once doesn't have the same appeal".

As I sat down, though, I realized that you can get used to certain luxuries that you start to think they're necessities, but when you have to forgo them, you come to see that you don't need them after all. There was a big difference between needing things and wanting things--though a lot of people had trouble telling the two apart--and at the ranch, I could see, we have pretty much everything we'd need but precious little else.

I feel like I failed," I said. "Don't beat yourself up," Jim said. "She might not have turned out like you planned, but that don't mean she turned out wrong.

Life's too short to care about what other people think. Besides, they should accept us for who we are

One time I saw a tiny Joshua tree sapling growing not too far from the old tree. I wanted to dig it up and replant it near our house. I told Mom that I would protect it from the wind and water it every day so that it could grow nice and tall and straight. Mom frowned at me. "You'd be destroying what makes it special," she said. "It's the Joshua tree's struggle that gives it its beauty.

Mom always said people worried too much about their children. Suffering when you are young is good for you, she said. It immunized your body and your soul.

God deals us all different hands. How we play 'em is up to us.

I listen to music mostly in the evening. I've come to love what is called world music, like the Zimbabwean Oliver Mtukudzi and the Colombian singer Marta Gomez. I also love the Irish folk singer Mary Black. Other favorites include Chet Baker, Eva Cassidy, and Billie Holiday.

Life there was hard and it made people hard.