To be of mixed blood is a great gift for a writer. I have one foot on tribal lands and one foot… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
A woman's body is the gate to this life. A man's body is the gate to the next life. — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Life is made up of three kinds of people -- those who live it, those afraid to, those in between. — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Your life feels different on you, once you greet death and understand your heart's position. — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
You know, some people fall right through the hole in their lives. It's invisible, but they come to it after time, never… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“The pleasure of this sort of life-bookish, she supposed it might be called, a reading life- had made her isolation into a… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
If, as I suspect, my body survives by uttering itself over and over again, then I have some questions. If [I] am… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
I live on the margin of just about everything. I'm a marginal person, and I think that is where I've become comfortable.… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
By the time I was done with the car it looked worse than any typical Indian car that has been driven all… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“For it was through books that she felt her life to be unjudged Look at all of the great mix-ups, messes, confinement,… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“And it occurred to me how even pulling trees that day, just months ago, I was in heaven. Unaware. I had known… — 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… — 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,… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“For much of my life I was not acquainted with what may seem the obscure derivation of the adjective 'sincere.' It is… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“Something in her was changing as she read the books. Life after life flashed before her eyes, yet she stayed safe from… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“The music was more than music- at least what we are used to hearing. The music was feeling itself. The sound connected… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“I took a step toward her, but she turned from me and stomped back to her car. I watched her drive off.… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“We stayed away from the fact of Lark's existence, or anything to do with our actual thoughts.” — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
It's impossible to write about Native life without humor-that's how people maintain sanity. — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Every so often something shatters like ice and we are in the river of our existence. We are aware. — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“Neither life, nor angels, nor principalities nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, not height, nor depth, nor any other… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“Why now that he's sober and thoughtful, and living as a good man, does he get in the worst trouble of his… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
We do know that no one gets wise enough to really understand the heart of another, though it is the task of… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
All through my life I never did believe in human measurement. Numbers, time, inches, feet. All are just ploys for cutting nature… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
“Perhaps you will know how to speak this language--perhaps it is a language we have forgotten in its present form. Perhaps you… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Her mind was present because she was always gone. Her hands were filled because they grasped the meaning of empty. Life was… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with… — Louise Erdrich Copy Share Image
I might not be able to use the word "hope," but I could certainly use the word "optimism." I'm very optimistic. I… — 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
![“If, as I suspect, my body survives by uttering itself over and over again, then I have some questions. If [I] am one word, so are my daughters, so are all of us in strings and loops. Each life is one short word slowly uttered.” quote by Louise Erdrich](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/80a/louise-erdrich-1271_body_if-as-i-suspect-my-body-survives-by-utte_530216.jpg)
