“Some men,” she would add in ominous seriousness, “are nice as pie in public but within their own homes they are mean and miserly to those who have to live with them all the time. No one, perhaps, knows this… — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
“And I am overwhelmed now by the awfulness of over-simplification. For now I realize that not only have I been guilty of it through this long and burning day but also through most of my yet young life and it is only now that I am doubly its victim that I begin to vaguely understand. For I had somehow thought… — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share
Perhaps it is better to have a place to go to that you hate than to have no place at all. — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
“Some men,” she would add in ominous seriousness, “are nice as pie in public but within their own homes they are mean and miserly… — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
I like to think that I am telling a story rather than writing it. — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
There is a kind of belief among my students that things that are true are interesting. But most things that are true are not… — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
No one has ever said that life is to be easy. Only that it is to be lived. — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
Today there is a division between those who write about literature and those who create it. I, obviously, don't think that should be there. — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
“Sometimes it slanted against her window with a pinging sound, which meant it was close to hail, and then it was visible as tiny… — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
And then there came into my heart a very great love for my father and I thought it was very much braver to spend… — Alistair MacLeod Copy Share Image
