In short, everything about his life was different for him at the bottom of that well. Raymond Carver More Quotes by Raymond Carver More Quotes From Raymond Carver You have to have been in love to write poetry. Raymond Carver been-in-lovehas-beenswriting A great danger, or at least a great temptation, for many writers is to become too autobiographical in their approach to their fiction. A little autobiography and a lot of imagination are best. Raymond Carver imaginationtemptationfiction I guess my writing has changed as my life has. Raymond Carver changedwriting There is no God, and conversation is a dying art. Raymond Carver dyingconversationart All of us, all of us, all of us trying to save our immortal souls, some ways seemingly more round about and mysterious than others. We are having a good time here. But hope all will be revealed soon. Raymond Carver soultryingway Writers will be judged by what they write. Raymond Carver judgedwriting The smooth stones you pick up and examine under the moon's light have been made blue from the sea. Next morning when you pull them from your trouser pocket, they are still blue. Raymond Carver lightmoonmorning When a reader finishes a wonderful story and lays it aside, he should have to pause for a minute and collect himself. Raymond Carver should-havestorieswonderful You're a beautiful drunk, daughter. But you're a drunk. Raymond Carver drunkdaughterbeautiful We knew our days were numbered. We had fouled up our lives and we were getting ready for a shake-up. Raymond Carver our-livesshakesready I am too nervous to eat pie. Raymond Carver nervouspie I'm moving to Nevada. Either there or kill myself. Raymond Carver nevadamoving She serves me a piece of it a few minutes out of the oven. A little steam rises from the slits on top. Sugar and spice - cinnamon - burned into the crust. But she's wearing these dark glasses in the kitchen at ten o'clock in the morning - everything nice - as she watches me break off a piece, bring it to my mouth, and blow on it. My daughter's kitchen, in winter. I fork the pie in and tell myself to stay out of it. She says she loves him. No way could it be worse. Raymond Carver daughternicemorning In the beginning, when I was trying to write, I couldnt turn off the outside world to the extent that I can now. Raymond Carver writingtryingworld She won't give him back his look. Raymond Carver givinglooks There's literary creation and literary business. When I first got something accepted, it gave my life a validation it didn't otherwise have. Raymond Carver validationcreationfirsts My heart is broken,” she goes. “It’s turned to a piece of stone. I’m no good. That’s what’s as bad as anything, that I’m no good anymore. Raymond Carver piecesbrokenheart Mel thought real love was nothing less than spiritual love. He'd said he'd spent five years in a seminary before quitting to go to medical school. He said he still looked back on those years in the seminary as the most important years of his life. Raymond Carver realspiritualschool When I'm fishing, I feel guilty that I'm not writing, and when I'm writing, I feel guilty that I'm not fishing. But when push comes to shove, I'll always take the writing. Raymond Carver pushfeelfishingwriting I think marriage is one of those things that writers draw on, one of those emotional reservoirs that go way back. Raymond Carver backthinkmarriageway
