Laughter is the only strategy that has ever worked at all for me when my world is falling apart.
PAT CONROYLaughter is the only strategy that has ever worked at all for me when my world is falling apart.
PAT CONROYI discovered that He had simply given me a different voice to praise the inexhaustible beauty of the made world.
PAT CONROYCameras are a lifesaver for very shy people who have nowhere else to hide. Behind a lens they can disguise the fact that they have nothing to say to strangers.
PAT CONROYOne can learn anything, anything at all, I thought, if provided by a gifted and passionate teacher.
PAT CONROYGood writing is the hardest form of thinking.
PAT CONROYCharleston has a landscape that encourages intimacy and partisanship.
PAT CONROYTeach them the quiet words of kindness, to live beyond themselves.
PAT CONROYI can’t pass a bookstore without slipping inside, looking for the next book that will burn my hand when I touch its jacket, or hand me over a promissory note of such immense power that it contains the formula that will change everything about me.
PAT CONROYHere’s what I love: when a great writer turns me into a Jew from Chicago, a lesbian out of South Carolina, or a black woman moving into a subway entrance in Harlem. Turn me into something else, writers of the world. Make me Muslim, heretic, hermaphrodite.
PAT CONROYI could bear the memory, but I could not bear the music that made the memory such a killing thing.
PAT CONROYI do not have any other way of saying it. I think it happens but once and only to the very young when it feels like your skin could ignite at the mere touch of another person. You get to love like that but once.
PAT CONROYCarolina beach music,” Dupree said, coming up on the porch. “The holiest sound on earth.
PAT CONROYGood writing is the hardest form of thinking. It involves the agony of turning profoundly difficult thoughts into lucid form, then forcing them into the tight-fitting uniform of language, making them visible and clear.
PAT CONROYMy attraction to story is a ceaseless current that runs through the center of me. My inexhaustible ardor for reading seems connected to my hunger for storylines that show up in both books and in the great tumbling chaos of life.
PAT CONROYShe was one of those Southerners who knew from an early age that the South could never be more for them than a fragrant prison, administered by a collective of loving but treacherous relatives.
PAT CONROYWe die long before women do, with our hearts exploding or our blood pressure rising or our livers eaten away by alcohol because that lake of grief inside us has no outlet.
PAT CONROY