“…and the only thing common to all of this is that I feel sorrow so deep, it must be love...” — Paul Harding Deep love Copy Share Image
Don't confine truth to fact. Imaginative truth is as powerful, and often enough, more so than fact. — Paul Harding 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 was the sky, filled with flat-topped clouds, cruising like a fleet of anvils across the blue. George” — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
I breathed the book before I saw it; tasted the book before I read it. — Paul Harding Book 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 Copy Share Image
I was just delighted to be a legitimate, for-real published author. — Paul Harding Books 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 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
And as the ax bites into the wood, be comforted in the fact that the ache in your heart and the confusion… — Paul Harding 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
“My father would say, The forgotten songs we never really knew, only think we remember knowing, when what we really do is… — Paul Harding 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
Contrary to all those times you've heard a writer confess at a reading that he writes fiction because he is a pathological… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
When his grandchildren had been little, they had asked if they could hide inside the clock. Now he wanted to gather them… — Paul Harding Child 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 Change 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 Beauty of the world Copy Share Image
“...I will be no more than a tint of some obscure color, and to their great grandchildren nothing they ever know about,… — Paul Harding Ghosts 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 Archaeologists Copy Share Image
“My mind blazed with ravishing lies. I thought, I cannot accept this gift of myself, myself as a gift, of my person,… — Paul Harding Lies 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 Copy Share Image
Who was the greatest business man ever. . . The greatest salesman? Advertiser? Who? . . . It was Jesus. . .… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
“I was just thinking that I am not very many years old, but that I am a century wide. I think I… — Paul Harding 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 Fools 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 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
“So deeply moved, he pulled the cassette from the machine, flipped it back over to the beginning, fitted it back into its… — Paul Harding Computers 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
“Howard resented the ache in his heart. He resented that it was there every morning when he woke up... He resented equally… — Paul Harding Anger Copy Share Image
“No one could imagine how a man could survive one winter alone and exposed in the woods, never mind decades of them.… — Paul Harding Blank space Copy Share Image
“But it's a curse, a condemnation, like an act of provocation, to have been aroused from not being, to have been conjured… — Paul Harding Antinatalism 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
“And so this end in confusion, where when things stop I never get to know it, and this moving is the space,… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
“The house had not merely lapsed back into the equilibrium of the woods but was blighted, as if inside it did not… — Paul Harding Nature Copy Share Image
“The joy of those years had its own integrity, and Kate existed within that. She could not be touched by the misery… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
What an awful thing then, being there in our house together with our daughter gone, trying to be equal to so many… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
“Everything is made to perish; the wonder of anything at all is that it has not already done so. No, he thought.… — Paul Harding First place Copy Share Image
“I woke up every morning on the couch. It felt like the same morning all the time, or like an infinite series… — Paul Harding Dream 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
“I loved her totally, and while I loved her, the world was love. Once she was gone, the world seemed to prove… — Paul Harding Dreams Copy Share Image
