Elizabeth Zimmermann

(knitting while on a motorcycle) "For several years she knitted in secret (my father would not approve; she was to concentrate on…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

I know that spinning sets me in a trance; it soothes me and charges my batteries at the same time. When times…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

One tends to give one's fingers too little credit for their own good sense.

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

Now comes what I perhaps inflatedly call my philosophy of knitting. Like many philosophies, it is hard to express in a few…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

Really, all you need to become a good knitter are wool, needles, hands, and slightly below-average intelligence. Of course superior intelligence, such…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

For people allergic to wool, one's heart can only bleed.

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

Pass by the synthetic yarn department, then, with your nose in the air. Should a clerk come out with the remark that…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

One un-vents something; one unearths it; one digs it up; one runs it down in whatever recesses of the eternal consciousness it…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

I can knit. I knit all year, day in, day out. It is my passion, and I rarely knit the same thing…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

Knitting is formed by a series of loops pulled through loops to the end of time or to 'desired length'. By picking…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

Really, handknitting is a dreamy activity, built into many people's thumbs and fingers by genes already there, itching to display their skills…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

Knit on with confidence and hope through all crises.

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

There is no right way to knit; there is no wrong way to knit. So if anybody kindly tells you that what…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

“I am a knitting fool. It's a quiet pastime, and a productive one. It enables one to join in the conversation or…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

Now, let us all take a deep breath and forge on into the future; knitting at the ready.

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

“But unvented - ahh! One un-vents something; one unearths it; one digs it up, one runs it down in whatever recesses of…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann

What? You can't knit in the dark? Stuff and nonsense; anybody can. Shut your eyes. Knit one stitch. Open your eyes and…

— Elizabeth Zimmermann