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The process of giving is without limits.
Joanne Harris
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Joanne Harris
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: July 3
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You don't write because someone sets assignments! You write because you need to write, or because you hope someone will listen or because writing will mend something broken inside you or bring something back to life.
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What is a writer of fiction but a liar with a licence?
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Some books you read. Some books you enjoy. But some books just swallow you up, heart and soul.
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One of the things that writing has taught me is that fiction has a life of its own. Fictional places are sometimes more real than the view from our bedroom window. Fictional people can sometimes become as close to us as our loved ones.
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I don't tend to do category fiction very well. One of my problems when I was starting off was that publishers were hesitant to handle my books because they were never sure what I was going to do next.
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...we do not simply get showered with Hollywood money because we happened to write a little story about wizards one day. It's not winning the lottery. It's a real job, which real people do, and they have the same real problems as other real people.
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Anything based on ancient texts is difficult for a modern reader to get their head around.
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The great thing about books is that you can end with a question mark.
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Online communities are an expression of loneliness.
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I carried recipes in my head like maps.
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I liked her better for showing a little spirit.
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Some things can be both real and imaginary at the same time, . . . some lies can be true, . . . broken faith may be restored.
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I love it when my books cause controversy, when people argue violently about the ending.
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The dead know everything but they don't give a damn.
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The battle of good and evil reduced to a fat woman standing in front of a chocolate shop, saying, Will I? Won’t I? in pitiful indecision.
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Our lives are like these things I make. Turn 'em, build 'em, bake 'em in fire. That's what you've been, son. Baked and fired. But a pot don't have the right to choose whether he be for water, wine, or just left empty. You have, son. You have.
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Sheep are not the docile, pleasant creatures of the pastoral idyll. Any countryman will tell you that. They are sly, occasionally vicious, pathologically stupid. The lenient shepherd may find his flock unruly, definant. I cannot afford to be lenient.
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I let it go. It's like swimming against the current. It exhausts you. After a while, whoever you are, you just have to let go, and the river brings you home.
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I speak as I must and cannot be silent.
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I like autumn. The drama of it the golden lion roaring through the back door of the year, shaking its mane of leaves. A dangerous time of violent rages and deceptive calm, of fireworks in the pockets and conkers in the fist.
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