If the stories come, you get them written, you’re on the right track. Eventually everyone learns his or her own best way. The real mystery to crack is you.
BERNARD MALAMUDThe past exudes legend: one can’t make pure clay of time’s mud. There is no life that can be recaptured wholly; as it was.Which is to say that all biography is ultimately fiction.
More Bernard Malamud Quotes
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The whole history of baseball has the quality of mythology.
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I sometimes confuse myself with the little I know.
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The first draft of a book is the most uncertain-where you need guts, the ability to accept the imperfect until it is better.
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Without heroes, we are all plain people and don’t know how far we can go.
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As long as a man stays alive he can’t tell what chances will pop up next. But a dead man signs no checks.
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We have in my country (Russia) a quotation: “It is impossible to make out of apology a fur coat.
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The past exudes legend: one can’t make pure clay of time’s mud. There is no life that can be recaptured wholly; as it was.Which is to say that all biography is ultimately fiction.
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One’s fantasy goes for a walk and returns with a bride.
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Revision is one of the exquisite pleasures of writing.
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A man is an island in the only sense that matters, not an easy way to be. We live in mystery, a cosmos of separate lonely bodies, men, insects, stars. It is all loneliness and men know it best.
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There comes a time in a man’s life when to get where he has to go – if there are no doors or windows he walks through a wall.
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How one works, assuming he’s disciplined, doesn’t matter.
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It was all those biographies in me yelling, ‘We want out. We want to tell you what we’ve done to you.’
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Completed, most lives were alike in stages of living-joys, celebrations, crises, illusions, losses, sorrows.
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Overnight business could go down enough to hurt; yet as a rule it slowly recovered-sometimes it seemed to take forever-went up, not high enough to be really up, only not down.
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