Worry is a mean-faced dwarf who beats on your heart like a kettledrum. — Kevin Brockmeier Beats Copy Share Image
“If I could, I would work my way backward, paring away the years. I would reel my life arouond the wheel of… — Kevin Brockmeier Life Copy Share Image
“The incident made her remember the story she had heard about the girl who was raised in a room with no horizontal… — Kevin Brockmeier First birthday Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I remember the way I used to be," she said as we sat across the table from each other, "and I'm… — Kevin Brockmeier Respect Copy Share Image
A successful song comes to sing itself inside the listener. It is cellular and seismic, a wave coalescing in the mind and… — Kevin Brockmeier Cellular Copy Share Image
What I wanted was to write a memoir that was immersive rather than reflective, to resurrect a long-gone version of my own… — Kevin Brockmeier Consciousness Copy Share Image
Sometimes they rose up inside her, these moments of fierce happiness, kindling out of their own substance like a spark igniting a… — Kevin Brockmeier Alive Copy Share Image
It's like you're born with all these blessings, only you don't realize they're blessings until you lose them. And if you're thick-headed… — Kevin Brockmeier Blessing Copy Share Image
“The street lamps and illuminated signs were all extinguished, and on impulse everybody looked into the sky. The frogs and crickets fell… — Kevin Brockmeier Darkness Copy Share Image
You have a pet theory, one you have been turning over for years, that life itself is a kind of Rube Goldberg… — Kevin Brockmeier Complicated Copy Share Image
Who was it who said that every virtue contains its corresponding vice? C.S. Lewis? Virginia Woolf? You forget. But it has always… — Kevin Brockmeier Forget Copy Share Image
The books you love best - those are the immensity of the sea. — Kevin Brockmeier Book Copy Share Image
The living carry us inside them like pearls. We survive only so long as they remember us. — Kevin Brockmeier Life Copy Share Image
“My son was something of a disciple of flying things. On his bedroom wall were posters of fighter planes and wild birds.… — Kevin Brockmeier Bedroom wall Copy Share Image
“The game had to be played the same way every day or the pieces would fall to the floor, the board would… — Kevin Brockmeier Change Copy Share Image
“Was that what it meant to be alive - moving from a brightly lit corridor into a darkened room at every step?… — Kevin Brockmeier Every step Copy Share Image
“People who read D.H. Lawrence suspect that the forbidden is not necessarily without its virtue, and so are easily persuaded that the… — Kevin Brockmeier Character Copy Share Image
“She felt for a moment the child's guilt and panic that she was to blame for something-for finally getting to know him.… — Kevin Brockmeier Children Copy Share Image
I'm a Sagittarius, born in the year of the rat, all of which is basically meaningless to me. — Kevin Brockmeier Basically Copy Share Image
There are times in your life when, despite the steel weight of your memories and the sadness that seems to lie at… — Kevin Brockmeier Feels Copy Share Image
“For a long time that had seemed to her to be the key to life: Life--real life--was just a solitude waiting to… — Kevin Brockmeier Life Copy Share Image
She had the same responsibility as everybody else did: to live as softly as she could in the world. — Kevin Brockmeier Responsibility Copy Share Image
“For a long time that had seemed to her to be the key to life: Life--real life--was just a solitude waiting to… — Kevin Brockmeier Life Copy Share Image
I always try to stay as quiet as possible about a book until it's finished. — Kevin Brockmeier Book Copy Share Image
“Sometimes one who thinks himself incomplete is merely young. —Italo Calvino” — Kevin Brockmeier Copy Share Image
