“My mind blazed with ravishing lies. I thought, I cannot accept this gift of myself, myself as a gift, of my person,… — Paul Harding Psychology Copy Share Image
“Howard thought, Is it not true: A move of the head, a step to the left or right, and we change from… — Paul Harding Loyal People Copy Share Image
“My goodness, I am made from planets and wood, diamonds and orange peels, now and then, here and there; the iron in… — Paul Harding Northern star Copy Share Image
“Your cold mornings are filled with the heartache about the fact that although we are not at ease in this world, it… — Paul Harding Beauty of the world Copy Share Image
“Perhaps, Howard thought, the curtains and murals and pastel angels are a mercy, a dim reflection of things fit for the fragility… — Paul Harding Angels Copy Share Image
Write as precisely and as lucidly and as richly as you can about what you find truly mysterious and irreducible about human… — Paul Harding About Copy Share Image
“I just wish that you had made it beyond the bounds of this cold little radius, that when the archaeologists brush off… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
“My father would say, The forgotten songs we never really knew, only think we remember knowing, when what we really do is… — Paul Harding Music Copy Share Image
But a huge part of being a writer is discovering your own intellectual and aesthetic autonomy, and how you best get the… — Paul Harding Style Copy Share Image
“I had a deep and abiding love for the idea that this life is not something that we are forced to endure… — Paul Harding Gratitude Copy Share Image
If you want to be a writer, you write. Everybody wants to get published. You gotta play your long game. — Paul Harding Games Copy Share Image
There is my father whispering in my ear, Be still still still. And yet you change everything. What was the marsh like,… — Paul Harding Backsides Copy Share Image
I was just delighted to be a legitimate, for-real published author. — Paul Harding Books Copy Share Image
“be comforted in the fact that the ache in your heart and the confusion in your soul means that you are still… — Paul Harding Beauty of the world Copy Share Image
And as the ax bites into the wood, be comforted in the fact that the ache in your heart and the confusion… — Paul Harding Ache Copy Share Image
I was ravenous for my child and took to gorging myself in the boneyard, hoping that she might possibly meet me halfway,… — Paul Harding Bare feet Copy Share Image
“…and the only thing common to all of this is that I feel sorrow so deep, it must be love...” — Paul Harding Grief Copy Share Image
Light changes, our eyes blink and see the world from the slightest difference of perspective and our place in it has changed. — Paul Harding Blink Copy Share Image
“Howard had a pine display case, fastened by fake leather straps and stained to look like walnut. Inside, on fake velvet, were… — Paul Harding Cold night Copy Share Image
I worry that if whatever pops into your head at any instant immediately goes online, you lose the crucial time for your… — Paul Harding Crucial Copy Share Image
“This is a book. It is a book I found in a box. I found the box in the attic. The box… — Paul Harding Book Copy Share Image
“He smelled cold water and cold intrepid green. Those early flowers smelled like cold water. Their fragrence was not the still perfume… — Paul Harding Cold Copy Share Image
“Boy to his dying grampa: "I am a century wide. I think that I have my literal age but am surrounded in… — Paul Harding Death Copy Share Image
Don't write your books for people who won't like them. Give yourself wholly to the kind of book you want to write,… — Paul Harding Book Copy Share Image
“That she made a point to eat only the gristliest chicken bits, the burned biscuits, the mealiest potatoes, while she complained that… — Paul Harding Misery Copy Share Image
