There's a lot of thievery involved in writing. You're breaking into other people's spaces and other people's stories. — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
Over the years, confusing fragments, lost corners of stories, have a clearer meaning when seen in a new light, a different place. — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
When I write my novels I don't really have a huge plan beforehand; I don't have the whole plot and architecture, so… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
There is a story, always ahead of you. Barely existing. Only gradually do you attach yourself to it and feed it. You… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
Politically I also don't believe anymore that we can only have one voice to a story, it's like having one radio station… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
She entered the story knowing she would emerge from it feeling she had been immersed in the lives of others, in plots… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
A love story is not about those who lost their heart but about those who find that sullen inhabitant who, when it… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
Moments before sleep are when she feels most alive, leaping across fragments of the day, bringing each moment into the bed with… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
For we live with those retrievals from childhood that coalesce and echo throughout our lives, the way shattered pieces of glass in… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
“In spite of this, our table's status on the Oronsay continued to be minimal, while those at the Captain's Table were constantly toasting to… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
He will hear the rain before he feels it, a clicking on the dry grass, on the olive leaves. — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
“Whenever her father was alone with a dog in a house he would lean over and smell the skin at the base of its… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
“...those who had risked everything at a riverbend on a left turn and so discovered a fortune.” — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
“All over the world there must be people like us, Anna had said then, wounded in some way by falling in love - seemingly… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
Her father had taught her about hands. About a dog's paws. Whenever her father was alone with a dog in a house he would… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
What is interesting and important happens mostly in secret, in places where there is no power. Nothing much of lasting value ever happens at… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
From this point on, she whispered, we will either find or lose our souls. — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
“You know it is the most relaxed thing when you when you sit with a best friend and you know there is nothing you… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
“There was no control except the " mood of his power... and it is for this reason it is good you never heard him… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
You're getting everyone's point of view at the same time, which for me, is the perfect state for a novel: a cubist state, the… — Michael Ondaatje Copy Share Image
