Art stands on the shoulders of craft, which means that to get to the art, you must master the craft. — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
Write because you love the art and the discipline, not because you're looking to sell something. — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
You can’t control what other people think about your art. Think about the part of yourself that you can control, which is… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“Art stands on the shoulders of craft, which means that to get to the art, you must master the craft. If you… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
The tricky thing about being a writer, or about being any kind of artist, is that in addition to making art you… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
If what we want to do is promote reading and writing and publishing and making sure this is a business that keeps… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“Does this raise or lower, then, the everyday importance of art? Does something which exists on the edge have no true relevance… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“Some people are born to make great art and others are born to appreciate it. Don't you think? It is a kind… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“Art stands on the shoulders of craft, which means that to get to the art you must master the craft. If you… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
“Forgiveness. The ability to forgive oneself. Stop here for a few breaths and think about this because it is the key to… — Ann Patchett Copy Share Image
I can't write the book I want to write, but I can and will write the book I am capable of writing. — Ann Patchett Copy Share
“Without worry to protect me, every thought that came into my mind received real attention.” — Ann Patchett Copy Share
“I wrote the last sentence of The Patron Saint of Liars in early April and stumbled out of my apartment and into the beautiful… — Ann Patchett Copy Share
“He was in love, and never had he felt such kindness towards another person.” — Ann Patchett Copy Share
If I was a waitress, I was too tired at the end of the day when I came home to try to write. — Ann Patchett Copy Share
“She didn't know how to hate her mother yet, but every time she left her father crying in the airport she came that much… — Ann Patchett Copy Share
“When you think of love you think as an American. You must think like a Russian. It is a more expansive view.' 'Americans havea… — Ann Patchett Copy Share
“...Nebraska was white, a page as still as fallen snow. It was not crosshatched with roads, overrun with the hard lines of interstate systems.… — Ann Patchett Copy Share
“Clearly he needed a father, but some other father, any other father, would have been preferable.” — Ann Patchett Copy Share
