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I am a novelist at heart.
Vera Nazarian
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Vera Nazarian
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: May 25
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Science Fiction Writer
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Moscow
Russian SFSR
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When tough times come, it is particularly important to offset them with much gentle softness. Be a pillow.
Vera Nazarian
Even for the people who are color-blind to any degree, I believe their experience would also be affected [ in Lords of Rainbow ] if everyone else too only perceived the world in colorless monochrome.
Vera Nazarian
If you are faced with a mountain, you have several options. You can climb it and cross to the other side. You can go around it. You can dig under it. You can fly over it. You can blow it up. You can ignore it and pretend it’s not there. You can turn around and go back the way you came. Or you can stay on the mountain and make it your home.
Vera Nazarian
Everything I write now might have roots in myths, often disguised,often dissolved into new multi-ethnic myths of my own making.
Vera Nazarian
Short stories are like individual jewel stones on a necklace, wonderful in themselves like standalone gleaming entities of semantic intensity.
Vera Nazarian
Withhold a smile only when the smile can hurt someone. Otherwise, let it bloom forth in a riot.
Vera Nazarian
Instructions are never included. They vary with the strength of your ability to see, the measure of your selective blindness, the limits of your mercy, and the intensity of your desire.
Vera Nazarian
Who says you cannot hold the moon in your hand? Tonight when the stars come out and the moon rises in the velvet sky, look outside your window, then raise your hand and position your fingers around the disk of light. There you go . . . That was easy!
Vera Nazarian
To every rule there is an exception—and an idiot ready to demonstrate it. Don't be the one!
Vera Nazarian
And it is a quiet terrible thing, too, to discover the value of love this way [after loss] - when the object of love is no longer there, when love dies or goes away or changes. When it is too late.
Vera Nazarian
Fantasy, at its best, is balm for the soul. But it is faulty logic to assume that balm is necessarily mind-numbing anesthesia.
Vera Nazarian
The ocean is a place of skin, rich outer membranes hiding thick juicy insides, laden with the soup of being.
Vera Nazarian
Thoughts are slippery fish in a cold shallow stream.If you are intent on capturing a worthwhile one, you need to stand very still, focus very hard on somewhere outside yourself, and then simply ignore it until it gets so close that it tickles your ankles.Then, pounce.
Vera Nazarian
Why does every road eventually narrow into a point at the horizon? Because that's where the point lies.
Vera Nazarian
Stick around long enough to be someone's friend. Because true friendship, once recognized, in its essence is effortless.
Vera Nazarian
A related recurring theme is the exploration of how we take for granted the things in our immediate environment that are common and ordinary. Existential blindness, of sorts.
Vera Nazarian
Don't bother to argue anything on the Internet. And I mean, ANYTHING.... The most innocuous, innocent, harmless, basic topics will be misconstrued by people trying to deconstruct things down to the sub-atomic level and entirely miss the point.... Seriously. Keep peeling the onion and you get no onion.
Vera Nazarian
Unlike a fountain that circulates the same water in an enclosed, perpetually recycling system, a human being circulates thoughts in an unlimited reservoir of self. Don't limit yourself to being a mere fountain when you contain an ocean.
Vera Nazarian
A boomerang returns back to the person who throws it. But first, while moving in a circle, it hits its target. So does gossip.
Vera Nazarian
I was nurtured on Greek Mythology and the classical epics. I lived and breathed Homer. Other mythologies - the Russian, the Norse, the Persian, the Indian, Egyptian, etc. - all came later. First and foremost were the Greeks, and they were all living in my head as though I were Zeus and they were a clamoring Chorus of Athenas.
Vera Nazarian