“Two by two, I read library books as fast as I could go, rushing them home in the basket of my bicycle.… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
It had been startling and disappointing to me to find out that story books had been written by people, that books were… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“I live in gratitude to my parents for initiating me--and as early as I begged for it, without keeping me waiting--into knowledge… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“The characters who go to make up my stories and novels are not portraits. Characters I invent along with the story that… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
The writing of a novel is taking life as it already exists, not to report it but to make an object, toward… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Writing a story or a novel is one way of discovering sequence in experience, of stumbling upon cause and effect in the… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Making reality real is art's responsibility. It is a practical assignment, then, a self-assignment: to achieve, by a cultivated sensitivity for observing… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
It had been startling and disappointing to me to find out that story books had been written by people, that books were… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
She read Dickens in the spirit in which she would have eloped with him. — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“For every book here she had heard their voices, father's and mother's. And perhaps it didn't matter to them, not always, what… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Great fiction shows us not how to conduct our behavior but how to feel. Eventually, it may show us how to face… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“It was not my intention - it never was - to invent a character who should speak for me, the author, in… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
There's still a strange moment with every book when I move from the position of writer to the position of reader and… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
My main disappointment was always that a book had to end. And then what? But I don't think I was ever disappointed… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them--with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“My temperament and my instinct had told me alike that the author, who writes at his own emergency, remains and needs to… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Ever since I was first read to, then started reading to myself, there has never been a line read that I didn't… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“I learned from the age of two or three, that any room in our house, at any time of day, was there… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
My own words, when I am at work on a story, I hear too as they go, in the same voice that… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
A short story is confined to one mood, to which everything in the story pertains. Characters, setting, time, events, are all subject… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Yet regardless of where they come from, I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them - with… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“I don't know whether I could do either one, reading or writing, without the other” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
I read library books as fast as I could go, rushing them home in the basket of my bicycle. From the minute… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Writing a story or a novel is one way of discovering sequence in experience, of stumbling upon cause and effect in the… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“She (my mother) could still recite them (the poems) in full when she was lying helpless and nearly blind, in her bed, an old… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Long before I wrote stories, I listened for stories. Listening for them is something more acute than listening to them. I suppose it’s an… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Once you're into a story everything seems to apply-what you overhear on a city bus is exactly what your character would say on the… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Two by two, I read library books as fast as I could go, rushing them home in the basket of my bicycle. From the… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“When somebody, no matter who, gives everything, it makes people feel ashamed for him.” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Daydreaming had started me on the way; but story writing, once I was truly in its grip, took me and shook me awake.” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“All children in those small-town, unhurried days had a vast inner life going on in the movies. Children were allowed to go without chaperone… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“At the sting in her eyes, she remembered for him that there must be no tears in his.” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“We do need to bring to our writing, over and over again, all the abundance we possess. To be able, to be ready, to… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“When one of us (children) caught measles or whooping cough and we were isolated in bad upstairs, we wrote notes to each other perhaps… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“She (my mother) stood always prepared in herself to challenge the world in our place. She did indeed tend to make the world look… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
