It's an article of faith that the novels I've loved will live inside me forever. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
Let me now praise the American writer James Dickey. In 1970, his novel 'Deliverance' was published. I found it to be 278… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
I wrote a piece for the school literary magazine that now makes me think: 'My God in Heaven, this is just the… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
The most powerful words in English are 'Tell me a story,' words that are intimately related to the complexity of history, the… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
I became a novelist because of 'Gone With the Wind,' or more precisely, my mother raised me up to be a 'Southern'… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
A novel is a great act of passion and intellect, carpentry and largess. From the very beginning, I wrote to explain my… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
My great fear of being attacked or trivialized by my contemporaries made me concentrate on what I was trying to do as… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
There's always a version of me who is the narrator. And I make myself look better than other people. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
I still get weepy when I see a father being nice to his child. It so affects me. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
When I bought a collection of Tolstoy and Dostoyevsky, I returned home with a bright enthusiasm to begin the long march into… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
I told my kids when they were little, 'Look, kids, your mother and I are screwing you up somehow. We don't understand… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
Though Nathalie Dupree did not remember much about my presence in her class, it marked me forever. I remain her enthusiast, her… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
It's an article of faith that the novels I've loved will live inside me forever. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“my folks wouldn't read a book if you put a gun to their dicks. but they read people all day long and always get… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
Cameras are a lifesaver for very shy people who have nowhere else to hide. Behind a lens they can disguise the fact that they… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
Carolina beach music," Dupree said, coming up on the porch. "The holiest sound on earth. — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“My memory often seems like a city of exiled poets afire with the astonishment of language, each believing in the integrity of his own… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“We began our life together at a moment of natural self-pity and defeat that left an inimitable impression on both of us. The rejection… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“I always liked your piety, Jack.” “I’m a lot cuter than the women of your generation,” Betsy said, playing up to Capers and Mike.… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“From the beginning I've searched out those writers unafraid to stir up the emotions, who entrust me with their darkest passions, their most indestructible… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“My mother's voice and my father's fists are two bookends of my childhood, and they form the basis of my art.” — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
“Over the years, my church gave me passage into a menagerie of exotic words unknown in the South: "introit," "offertory," "liturgy," "movable feast," "the… — Pat Conroy Copy Share Image
