Patricia Hampl Quotes

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Looking repeatedly into the past, you do not necessarily become fascinated with your own life, but rather with the phenomenon of memory.

Patricia Hampl
The paradox: there can be no pilgrimage without a destination, but the destination is also not the real point of the endeavor. Not the destination, but the willingness to wander in pursuit characterizes pilgrimage. Willingness: to hear the tales along the way, to make the casual choices of travel, to acquiesce even to boredom. That's pilgrimage -- a mind full of journey.

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There is so much evil
but none of us knows an evil person.

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The world is full of mystery but it must not be choked with secrets: we must talk to one another.

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Poverty didn't necessarily engender an envy of wealth; sometimes it might beget a passion for decency.

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Summer, shrewd doctor, treats the eye before all else,
sends in the season's tray of soft foods, pollen and rose.

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The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn.

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We only store in memory images of value. To write about one's life is to live it twice, and the second time is both spiritual and historical.

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The materials of true poetry are always humble, absolutely idiosyncratic, the autobiographical tatters that, in gifted hands, are made into the memoir that fits us all.

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Writing about why you write is a funny business, like scratching what doesn't itch. Impulses are mysterious, and explaining them must be done with mirrors, like certain cunning slight-of-hand routines.

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In the '70s Prague was pewter gray in spirit, broken and oddly adrift in the middle of Europe. The most golden thing about it then was its silence. Loneliness was its chief allure, radiating a sullen romance bred of cigarette smoke and satire.

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No memoirist writes for long without experiencing an unsettling disbelief about the reliability of memory, a hunch that memory is not, after all, just memory.

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I come from people who have always been polite enough to feel that nothing has ever happened to them.

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Planes are my foxhole. I'm always on my knees in them.

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It is hard to sever the cords that tie us to our slavery and leave intact those that bind us to ourselves.

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The golden light of metaphor, which is the intelligence of poetry, was implicit in alchemical study. To change, magically, one substance into another, more valuable one is the ancient function of metaphor, as it was of alchemy.

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Silence was the first prayer I learned to trust...

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Landscape, that vast still life, invites description, not narration. It is lyric. It has no story: it is the beloved, and asks only to be contemplated.

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At a sidewalk table outside a crummy café facing the station, I gulped down a patch of lasagna. It was clammy-cold and looked like something that should be bandaged.

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I struck the usual bargain, paying for flattery by calling it insight.

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[They] hunted mushrooms with Moravian cunning and passion.

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Memoirists, unlike fiction writers, do not really want to 'tell a story.' They want to tell it all — the all of personal experience, of consciousness itself. That includes a story, but also the whole expanding universe of sensation and thought... Memoirists wish to tell their mind. Not their story.

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Writing was the soul of everything else.... Wanting to be a writer was wanting to be a person.

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We store in memory only images of value. The value may be lost over time... but that's the implacable judgment of feeling: This, we say somewhere within is, is something I'm hanging on to.

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A peculiarity of the American historical sensibility allows us to be proud of great-grandfathers (or even grandfathers) who lived in crushing poverty, while the poverty of a father is too close for comfort.

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There is a certain silence which is language,
It swells, keeps time, like music, like passion.

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It still comes as a shock to realize that I don't write about what I know, but in order to find out what I know.

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Silence, that inspired dealer, takes the day's deck, the life, all in a crazy heap, lays it out, and plays its flawless hand of solitaire, every card in place. Scoops them up, and does it all over again.

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The artist's work, it is sometimes said, is to celebrate. But really that is not so; it is to express wonder. And something terrible resides at the heart of wonder. Celebration is social, amenable. Wonder has a chaotic splendor.

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French was the only language we had in common, and even that was like a dialect we had picked up at a rummage sale, rusty and missing a lot of essential parts.

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