A lizard in the spring - hear his darling sing. A bird with wings to fly - go back to his darling weep and moan till he dies. A mole in the ground - root a mountain down. Charles Frazier More Quotes by Charles Frazier More Quotes From Charles Frazier Ask her what she craved, and she'd get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom. Charles Frazier woods healing book Claim your space. Draw a circle of light around it. Push back against the dark. Don't just survive. Celebrate. Charles Frazier circles light dark He had been alone in the world and empty for so long. But she filled him full, and so he believed everything that had been taken out of him might have been for a purpose. To clear space for something better. Charles Frazier space taken long We are not strong enough to stand up against endless grief, And yet pain is the constant drone of life. So if we are to have any happiness at all, it is only in the passing instant. Charles Frazier pain grief strong What you have lost will not be returned to you; it always be lost. You’re left with only your scars to mark the void. All you can choose to do is go on, or not. But if you go on, it’s knowing you carry your scars with you. Charles Frazier knowing goes-on life She always carried a book, though, in case she needed to read a few pages to avoid unwanted conversation. Charles Frazier pages conversation book So of course time is necessary. But nevertheless damn painful, for it transforms all the pieces of your life - joy and sorrow, youth and age, love and hate, terror and bliss - from fire into smoke rising up the air and dissipating on a breeze. Charles Frazier hate fire air Ask her what she craved, and she'd get a little frantic about things like books, the woods, music. Plants and the seasons. Also freedom. Not being bought and sold by some idiot employer, not having the moments of her days valued in fractions of a dollar by somebody other than herself. Charles Frazier dollars littles book I do the same things I did when I was 12 years old: I ride bikes, I read books, I walk in the woods. And I listen to music. Charles Frazier woods book years Marrying a woman for her beauty makes no more sense than eating a bird for its singing. But it's a common mistake nonetheless. Charles Frazier singing mistake bird No looking back. Life goes one way only, and whatever opinions you hold about the past having nothing to do with anything but your own damn weakness. Nothing changes what already happened. It will always have happened. You either let it break you down or you don't. Charles Frazier weakness way past I had never taken creative writing classes. Hadn't even considered it. Charles Frazier taken writing class Well, I'm a slow writer. For me, a good day is a page, maybe a page and a half. I'd love to be more efficient, but I am not. Charles Frazier good-day age love Surely it is a sin to reject the few gifts we are given. Be happy in the flash of time granted to us or hurt forever. Charles Frazier sin hurt forever It always helps me connect with characters, to think about what music they respond to Charles Frazier helping character thinking But I believe the words entered me and changed me and still work in me. The words eat me and sustain me. And when I'm dead and in a box in the dark dark ground, and all my various souls have died and I am nothing but insensible bones, something in the marrow will still feel yearning, desire persisting beyond flesh. Charles Frazier soul dark believe Writing doesn't come real easy to me. I couldn't write a novel in a year. It wouldn't be readable. I don't let an editor even look at it until the second year, because it would just scare them. I just have to trust that all these scraps and dead-ends will find a way. Charles Frazier real writing years He tried to name which of the deadly seven might apply, and when he failed he decided to append an eighth, regret. Charles Frazier regret names might I've never been very attached to genre labels and never set out intentionally to write historic fiction. Besides, what you consider historic depends on how far back your memory extends. Charles Frazier labels writing memories People who are isolated interest me, whether they isolate themselves or have been isolated by circumstances. Charles Frazier interest circumstances people
