The Painted Drum Quotes

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and being alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You have to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes too near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Ravens are the birds I'll miss most when I die. If only the darkness into which we must look were composed of the black light of their limber intelligence. If only we did not have to die at all. Instead, become ravens.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“...which causes me to wonder, my own purpose on so many days as humble as the spider's, what is beautiful that I make? What is elegant? What feeds the world?”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“When we’re young, we think we are the only species worth knowing. But the more I come to know people, the better I like ravens.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Coming down off the trail, I am lost in my own thoughts and unprepared when a bear chugs across the path just before it gives out on the gravel road. I am so distracted that I keep walking towards the bear. I only stop when it rears, stands on hind legs, and stares at me, sensitive nose pressed into the air, weak eyes searching. I have never been this close to a wild bear before, but I am not frightened. There is no menace in its stance; it is not even curious. The bear seems to know who or what I am. The bear is not impressed. ”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Tu dois aimer. Tu dois ressentir. C'est la raison pour laquelle tu es ici sur terre. Tu es ici pour mettre ton coeur en danger”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“To join the company of women, to be adults, we go through a period of proudly boasting of having survived our own mother's indifference, anger, overpowering love, the burden of her pain, her tendency to drink or teetotal, her warmth or coldness, praise or criticism, sexual confusions or embarrassing clarity. It isn't enough that she sweat, labored, bore her daughters howling or under total anesthesia or both. No. She must be responsible for our psychic weaknesses the rest of her life. It is alright to feel kinship with your father, to forgive. We all know that. But your mother is held to a standard so exacting that it has no principles. She simply must be to blame.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“The contents of a house can trigger all sorts of revisions to family history.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“...which causes me to wonder, my own purpose on so many days as h umbel as the spider's, what is beautiful that I make? What is elegant? What feeds the world?”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“For me, this is old. I probably know what is happening better than he does because I've tried over and over to wreck myself on another human, and always failed. I fail now. For it seems that my sorrow is deep in my bones and I'd have to break every single one to let it out.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“To fly from one tree to another, the raven hangs itself, hawklike, on the air. I hang myself that same way in sleep, between one day and the next.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Only when you are secure enough not to fear immediate survival can you display creative intelligence in anything you do.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“That's what a drum is all about - it gathers people in and holds them.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel it. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“There is very little said about how repetitious grief is.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“to poison his spirit, drowned it methodically, savagely, choked it off. Alcohol had been the tool. He thought back to when he took the first drink of his first real dirty drunk and remembered how he’d wept into the amber flame deep in the cup and how his sorrow had been answered with a spreading warmth and a forgetting.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“Das Leben wird dich zerbrechen. Niemand kann dich davor schützen, auch nicht das Alleinsein, denn auch die Einsamkeit wird dich mit ihrer Sehnsucht zerbrechen. Du mußt lieben. Du mußt fühlen. Dafür bist du auf der Welt. Du bist hier, um dein Herz aufs Spiel zu setzen. Du bist hier, um dich verschlingen zu lassen. Und wenn du dann zerbrochen wirst oder verraten oder verlassen oder verletzt, oder wenn der Tod dich streift, setz dich unter einen Apfelbaum, hör zu, wie um dich herum die Äpfel zu Boden fallen und ihre Süße verschwenden, und sage dir, daß du so viele von ihnen gekostet hast, wie du konntest.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

“The more I come to know people, the better I like ravens.”
― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum