The Spectator Bird Quotes
The Spectator Bird
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Wallace Stegner8,703 ratings, 4.00 average rating, 1,192 reviews
The Spectator Bird Quotes
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“Most things break, including hearts. The lessons of life amount not to
wisdom, but to scar tissue and callus.”
― The Spectator Bird
wisdom, but to scar tissue and callus.”
― The Spectator Bird
“The lessons of life amount not to wisdom, but to scar tissue and callus.”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“Some people, I am told, have memories like computers, nothing to do but punch the button and wait for the print-out. Mine is more like a Japanese library of the old style, without a card file or an indexing system or any systematic shelf plan. Nobody knows where anything is except the old geezer in felt slippers who has been shuffling up and down those stacks for sixty-nine years. When you hand him a problem he doesn't come back with a cartful and dump it before you, a jackpot of instant retrieval. He finds one thing, which reminds him of another, which leads him off to the annex, which directs him to the east wing, which sends him back two tiers from where he started. Bit by bit he finds you what you want, but like his boss who seems to be under pressure to examine his life, he takes his time.”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“It reminds me too much of how little life changes: how, without dramatic events or high resolves, without tragedy, without even pathos, a reasonably endowed, reasonable well-intentioned man can walk through the world's great kitchen from end to end and arrive at the back door hungry.”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“I can't see that Danish episode as an adventure, or a crisis survived, or a serious quest for anything definable. It was just another happening like today's luncheon, something I got into and got out of. And it reminds me too much of how little life changes: how, without dramatic events or high resolves, without tragedy, without even pathos, a reasonably endowed, reasonably well-intentioned man can walk through the world's great kitchen from end to end and arrive at the back door hungry.”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“Getting old is like standing in a long, slow line. You wake up out of the shuffle and torpor only at those moments when the line moves you one step closer to the window.”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“She was so old, she would have had to be dated by carbon 14.”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“It is something—it can be everything-to have found a fellow bird with whom you can sit among the rafters while the drinking and boasting and reciting and fighting go on below; a fellow bird whom you can look after and find bugs and seeds for; one who will patch your bruises and straighten your ruffled feathers and mourn over your hurts when you accidentally fly into something you can’t handle.”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“Ruth tells me at least once a day that old people, or people getting old, tend to disengage, back away, turn inward, listen only to themselves, and get self-righteous and censorious. And they mustn't. (I mustn't.)”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“He says that when asked if he feels like an old man he replies that he does not, he feels like a young man”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“I was reminded of a remark of Willa Cather's, that you can't paint sunlight, you can only paint what it does with shadows on a wall. If you examine a life, as Socrates has been so tediously advising us to do for so many centuries, do you really examine the life, or do you examine the shadows it casts on other lives? Entity or relationships? Objective reality or the vanishing point of a multiple perspective exercise? Prism or the rainbows it refracts? And what if you're the wall? What if you never cast a shadow or rainbow of your own but have only caught those cast by others?”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
“She resents rusting unburnished when she wants to shine in use.”
― The Spectator Bird
― The Spectator Bird
