Best Raymond Carver Quotes
- Woke up this morning with a terrific urge to lie in bed all day and read. All
- It's possible, in a poem or short story, to write about commonplace things and objects using commonplace but precise language, and to endow those things—a… Chair
- Booze takes a lot of time and effort if you're going to do a good job with it. Booze
- It ought to make us feel ashamed when we talk like we know what we're talking about when we talk about love. Ashamed
- and did you get what you wanted from this life even so? i did. From
- That morning she pours Teacher's over my belly and licks it off. That afternoon she tries to jump out the window. Afternoon
- there isn't enough of anything as long as we live. But at intervals a sweetness appears and, given a chance prevails. Appears
- My circumstances of unrelieved responsibility and permanent distraction necessitated the short story form. Circumstances
- I am a cigarette with a body attached to it Attached
- This is awful. I don't know what's going to happen to me or to anyone else in the world. Anyone
- I'm moving to Nevada. Either there or kill myself. Inspirational
- We knew our days were numbered. We had fouled up our lives and we were getting ready for a shake-up. Days
- There was this funny thing of anything could happen now that we realized everything had. Funny
- Then I said something. I said, Suppose, just suppose, nothing had ever happened. Suppose this was for the first time. Just suppose. It doesn't hurt… Ever Happened
- I've crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I've come to a place I never thought I'd have to come to. And… Annihilation
- I loved you so much once. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world. Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. Can… Been
- Honey, no offense, but sometimes I think I could shoot you and watch you kick. Honey
- But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or… All
- A man without hands came to the door to sell me a photograph of my house. Except for the chrome hooks, he was an ordinary-looking… Came
- I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us… Beating
- In short, everything about his life was different for him at the bottom of that well. Bottom
- There is no answer. It's okay. But even if it wasn't okay, what am I supposed to do? Answer
- You've got to work with your mistakes until they look intended. Understand? Inspirational
- She won't give him back his look. Give
- You're a beautiful drunk, daughter. But you're a drunk. Beautiful