You don't say, I'm going to be a writer when I grow up - at least I didn't. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Supposedly, some writers work in rowdy coffee shops or compose whole novels to Megadeth, but when I write, I wear a pair… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
For me, writing historical fiction is all about finding a balance between reading, traveling, looking, imagining, and dreaming. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Growing up, I loved to play. Writing was a natural outtake of play. I realize now, having kids, that maybe that's unusual.… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
I think some people think that writers read and read and read, get the information, and then write. That's not how it… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Every artist wants an audience, and it's incredible to me how books take on a life of their own and reach people… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
It took me about three years to write About Grace. I wasn't teaching two of those years, so I was working eight-hour… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Fiction writers have long turned to winter to advance bluer palettes, slicker surfaces, and sharper contrasts. The sky darkens, the wind picks… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
I studied history and English in college, got a master's in writing, but I was always sort of an autodidact in science. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
What I tell young writers is to find those things that you're so passionate about that your energy doesn't run away. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
My preference is for prose with more silence in it, language that contains more pockets of strangeness. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Fiction writing is just an excuse to go discover interesting things. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
The only books I give up on are texts where the writer's attention is concentrated so heavily on narrative questions that his… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
I kind of do all of this writing as a way of thinking and learning. I'm sure it's similar to being a… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“My prose can be dense. I love to pile on detail. I love to describe. I’m much more reluctant to give the… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“he moved neither forward nor backward in time, but merely endured variations of the same day over and over. Maybe he was the one… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Open your eyes, the Frenchman on the radio used to say, and see what you can with them before they close forever.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Just when we think we have a system, ...the system collapses. Just when we know our way around, we get lost. Just when we… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“An hour passed and another and then, like a glass of water overfilled - the meniscus inverting, going convex, gravity pulling at the edges,… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“For dinner, he orders wild boar cooked with fresh mushrooms. And a full bottle of Bordeaux. Especially during wartime, such things remain important. They… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Do you know what happens, Etienne,” says Madame Manec from the other side of the kitchen, “when you drop a frog in a pot… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“You ever hope for something so much? So much you can't sleep, so much your skull hurts? But the thing is, you don't even… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“Hope was a sunrise, a friend in the alley, a whisper in an empty corridor.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever. — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“...the air a library and the record of every life lived, every sentence spoken, every word transmitted still reverberating within it.” — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“silent desperation of everything they never said - gaps and absences in every conversation, the past circumscribing the present, the future hemming in the… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
