Cold sinks in, there to stay. And people, they'll leave you, sure. There's no return to what was and no way back. There's just emptiness all around, and you in it, like singing up from the bottom of a well,… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Can you stop your mother from singing to you? Who would do such a thing? — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“Other freshmen were already moving into their dormitory rooms when we arrived, with their parents helping haul. I saw boxes of paperbacks, stereo equipment,… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
My father is my biggest literary influence. Recently, I've been looking through his letters. He was in the National Guard when I was a… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Looking at the shape of the world, I see how we're in a time where women are the subject of hatred, fear, and we… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
She had always been a reader… but now she was obsessed. Since her discovery of the book hoard downstairs from her job, she’d been… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Time was rushing around me like water around a big wet rock. The only difference is, I was not so durable as stones. Very… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
The greatest wisdom doesn't know itself. The richest plan is not to have one. — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“Delphine began to read with a mad attention when she wanted to talk to Clarisse. She saw that in her life there was a… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
