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I was amazed as people must be who are seized and kidnapped, and who realize that in the strange world of their captors they have a value absolutely unconnected with anything they know about themselves.

Alice Munro

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Alice Munro
Age: 93
Born: 1931
Born: January 1
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It’s just life. You can’t beat life.
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The skin of everyday appearances stretched over such shamelessness, such consuming explosions of lust.
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Lovers. Not a soft word, as people thought, but cruel and tearing.
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When I told him on the phone that after all you and I would not be getting married, he said Oh-oh. Do you think you'll ever manage to get another one? If I'd objected to his saying that he would naturally have said it was a joke. And it was a joke. I have not managed to get another one but perhaps have not been in the best condition to try.
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Always remember that when a man goes out of the room, he leaves everything in it behind. When a woman goes out she carries everything that happened in the room along with her.
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I despised their antics because I took life seriously and had a much more lofty and tender notion of romance. But I would have liked to get their attention just the same.
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You want in all cases for the story to get through the writing.
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One drop of hatred in your soul will spread and discolor everything like a drop of black ink in white milk.
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The unhappiest moment I could never tell you. All our fights blend into each other and are in fact re-enactments of the same fight, in which we punish each other--I with words, Hugh with silence--for being each other. We never needed any more than that.
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I don't always, or even usually, read stories from beginning to end. I start anywhere and proceed in either direction. A story is not like a road to follow, it's more like a house. You go inside and stay there for a while.
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It's certainly true that when I was young, writing seemed to me so important that I would have sacrificed almost anything to it ... Because I thought of the world in which I wrote -- the world I created -- as somehow much more enormously alive than the world I was actually living in.
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There's a kind of tension that if I'm getting a story right I can feel right away, and I don't feel that when I try to write a novel. I kind of want a moment that's explosive, and I want everything gathered into that.
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Braininess is not attractive unless combined with some signs of elegance class.
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A story ... has a sturdy sense of itself of being built out of its own necessity, not just to shelter or beguile you.
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Writing is hard, but the more you write, and enjoy what you write, the better it gets.
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What she wants to do if she can get the time to do it, is not so much to live in the past as to open it up and get one good look at it.
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His face contained for me all possibilities of fierceness and sweetness, pride and submissiveness, violence, self-containment. I never saw more in it than I had when I saw it first, because I saw everything then. The whole thing in him that I was going to love, and never catch or explain.
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