But every age deserves its fashion and its forms, and no one can control what survives. — Marisa Silver Age Copy Share Image
I'm interested in endurance. People persist in the face of the most excruciating hardships. — Marisa Silver Endurance Copy Share Image
Writing, for me, is always a dance between the critical part of my brain and the subconscious. — Marisa Silver Brain Copy Share Image
Why did people try to shush trouble away as if it were an unruly child? — Marisa Silver Children Copy Share Image
“Such arrogance. A right of youth, he supposes, a necessity. How else is it possible to face the terrifying void of your… — Marisa Silver Pride Copy Share Image
“What right did she have to take photographs of strangers? But she knew these faces…These people had been made to feel inadequate,… — Marisa Silver Photography Copy Share Image
Things, very strange things, happen in folktales and there is never much attention given to the whys and wherefores. — Marisa Silver Attention Copy Share Image
I guess I'm drawn to stories of people whose physicality puts them on the outside of things in order to explore the… — Marisa Silver Attitude Copy Share Image
The story has to flow from an unstructured, felt place, but then I have to bring my analytical brain to bear on… — Marisa Silver Bears Copy Share Image
“But sometimes you can spend a lot of sorrow trying to change things for the better, when what was first was best.… — Marisa Silver Change things Copy Share Image
“A picture doesn't bring someone to life. A picture is a death of the moment when the picture is taken. Whenever you… — Marisa Silver Death Copy Share Image
“For the first time, her singularity, the fact that she felt different from every person she knew, made sense to her, and… — Marisa Silver Different person Copy Share Image
“When Doris had died so long ago, it was weeks before Mary could think clearly and remember what she was supposed to… — Marisa Silver Long ago Copy Share Image
“They had never had anything but now they had nothing. Mary realized how different those two conditions were.” — Marisa Silver Different Copy Share Image
“Tell me how you are." "I'm fine, Mother." "No one is fine. Fine is a placeholder.” — Marisa Silver Fine Copy Share Image
“You'll know who you are when you start losing things,' Doris said.” — Marisa Silver Losing things Copy Share Image
As we change, the way in which we are perceived in terms of our relevance, our value, our beauty, and sexual potency… — Marisa Silver Beauty Copy Share Image
The language of the novel differs from the just-the-facts language of the old tales. It's robust and earthy, sometimes even baroque. — Marisa Silver Baroque Copy Share Image
“The next day, Mary walked through the rubble of their destroyed house. They had never had anything but now they had nothing.… — Marisa Silver Heart Copy Share Image
We are like flowers always reaching up towards some shred of light. I find this wondrous, nearly magical, certainly brave. — Marisa Silver Brave Copy Share Image
In fact, not knowing is a necessary condition of writing for me. I don't know how else to reach something unexpected. I… — Marisa Silver Character Copy Share Image
“the sorrow she carried around that made her smile come a second too late and made her ears grow dull so that… — Marisa Silver Grief Copy Share Image
“The bones of his hand reminded her of the skeleton of a baby field mouse that Della had once found. It was… — Marisa Silver Imagery Copy Share Image
“She knew her death was near because time had begun to fold like a fan so that the past and the present… — Marisa Silver Death Copy Share Image
Because answers are inert things that stop inquiry. They make you think you have finished looking. But you are never finished. There… — Marisa Silver Answers Copy Share Image
