“The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves they find their own order.” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“It might be if he had not appeared the way he did appear that day she would never have looked so closely… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Fiction shows us the past as well as the present moment in mortal light; it is an art served by the indelibility… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“And perhaps it didn't matter to them, not always, what they read aloud; it was the breath of life flowing between them,… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Time is anonymous; when we give it a face, it's the same face the world over. — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Don't give anybody up. . . or leave anybody out. . . . There's room for everything, and time for everybody, if… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Learning stamps you with it's moments. Childhood's learning is made up of moments. It isn't steady. It's a pulse.” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Don't give anybody up." He stroked her. "Or leave anybody out. Me and you both left her out today, and I'm ashamed… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
It is our inward journey that leads us through time – forward or back, seldom in a straight line, most often spiraling.… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“The events in our lives happen in a sequence in time, but in their significance to ourselves they find their own order,… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“hardest time: our voice will not be our own. The crusader’s voice is the voice of the crowd and must rise louder… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“I didn't hit other people or hit purposefully, I just hit. Some object would be at fault. My anger was at myself,… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
At the time of writing, I don't write for my friends or myself either; I write for it, for the pleasure of… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
it doesn t matter if it takes a long time getting there; the point is to have a destination. — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“For every book here she had heard their voices, father's and mother's. And perhaps it didn't matter to them, not always, what… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
There's still a strange moment with every book when I move from the position of writer to the position of reader and… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them--with the books themselves, cover and binding and the paper… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Was now the time to look forward to the doom of parting, and stop looking back at the doom of meeting?” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“A conscious act grew out of this by the time I began writing stories: getting my distance, a prerequisite of my understanding… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“I learned from the age of two or three, that any room in our house, at any time of day, was there… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
A short story is confined to one mood, to which everything in the story pertains. Characters, setting, time, events, are all subject… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Yet regardless of where they come from, I cannot remember a time when I was not in love with them - with… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“The crusader’s voice is the voice of the crowd and must rise louder all the time, for there is, of course, the… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“She (my mother) could still recite them (the poems) in full when she was lying helpless and nearly blind, in her bed, an old… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Long before I wrote stories, I listened for stories. Listening for them is something more acute than listening to them. I suppose it’s an… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
Once you're into a story everything seems to apply-what you overhear on a city bus is exactly what your character would say on the… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Two by two, I read library books as fast as I could go, rushing them home in the basket of my bicycle. From the… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“When somebody, no matter who, gives everything, it makes people feel ashamed for him.” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“Daydreaming had started me on the way; but story writing, once I was truly in its grip, took me and shook me awake.” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“All children in those small-town, unhurried days had a vast inner life going on in the movies. Children were allowed to go without chaperone… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“At the sting in her eyes, she remembered for him that there must be no tears in his.” — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“We do need to bring to our writing, over and over again, all the abundance we possess. To be able, to be ready, to… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“When one of us (children) caught measles or whooping cough and we were isolated in bad upstairs, we wrote notes to each other perhaps… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“She (my mother) stood always prepared in herself to challenge the world in our place. She did indeed tend to make the world look… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
