Rita Dove
“I told myself, Thank goodness those poets proclaimed Black is beautiful, because now I can talk about how Black is everything.”
“I told myself, Thank goodness those poets proclaimed Black is beautiful, because now I can talk about how Black is everything.”
“Journalism requires a horizontal gaze; it is absolutely factual. On the other hand, fiction requires a vertical gaze—delving deeper into the non-facts, the unconscious, the realm of the imaginary.”
“A female who expresses herself decisively seems to this world someone armed with ammunition.”
“One of the reasons that the gifted Hemingway never wrote a good novel was that nothing interested him except a few sensuous experiences, like killing things and fucking . . . ”
“Literature is a mirror with the capacity, like some clocks, to run ahead of time.”
“Well, the best way [to improve your female characters] is to have relationships with a lot of different women. What's the best way to do that? It's to pick up whores.”
On why a person would insert a set of false teeth between the cheeks of his (or her) ass: “In order to bite the buttons off the back seats of taxicabs. That's the only reason twerps do it. It's all that turns them on.”
“In Russia I don't need advertising . . . But here, for example, if you stop somebody's car and say, ‘A Russian poet wants to read,’ you hear, ‘What? A Russian poet? Read a book? What?’”
“Gĩkũyũ is the language I feel more. English is just what I’m used to now.”
“A Calypsonian performer is equivalent to a bullfighter in the ring.”
“It puzzles me that people say my work is difficult. If you read it, it’s very simple.”
“I think cartooning gets at, and re-creates on the page, some sixth sense ... in a way no other medium can.”
“America is stuck with its self-definition put on paper in 1776, and that was just like putting a burr under the metaphysical saddle of America.”
“I think there is real anger in life to be expressed, there is great injustice, but I also think there is dignity.”
“An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along; he must offer some little opposition.”
On translating Italo Calvino: “I had problems with Calvino because he thought he knew English . . . At one point he fell madly in love with the word feedback . . . ”
“TV writing is for people who hate being alone more than they hate writing.”
“Once you're into a story everything seems to apply—what you overhear on a city bus is exactly what your character would say on the page you're writing. Wherever you go, you meet part of your story.”
“[The difference between women and men is the difference between] idiots and lunatics.”
On her childhood scrapbook: “In it, you can see, I have written thirty plots. Across about half of them, I have written, ‘NUTS.’”
“Music, perhaps, comes nearest to reality . . . the mathematical relationships within the universe made audible. All the arts tend to that, but in music it seems to succeed . . . ”
“Thoreau [was] a man of some humor along with his bile.”
“People are like animals and the city is full of people in strange plumage.”
“For me, the truth of the music, the truth of the blues, is immediacy.”
“When I say I don't speak about God, it means theologically, the whole theological art, which is a way of reaching the attributes of God: What is He doing? Who is He?”
“A man like Sartre can get a whole book out of a proposition which is, on the face of it, untrue . . . ”
On fighting against didactic intentions: “I’ve spent a large part of my life trying to sit on it, to keep it down … I think the struggle with it may have brought a certain kind of objectivity into my work.”
On fighting against didactic intentions: “I've spent a large part of my life trying to sit on it, to keep it down . . . I think the struggle with it may have brought a certain kind of objectivity into my work.”
“I think the writer has to be responsible to signs and dreams. If you don’t do anything with it, you lose it.”
“Eliot wanted to be regular, to be true to the American idiom, but he didn't find a way to do it. One has to bow down finally, either to the English or to the American.”
On being single: “You know what happened to poor Norman Mailer. One wife after another, and all that alimony. I've been spared all that.”
“I don’t think it’s the novelist's job to give answers. He’s only concerned with exposing the human situation, and if his books do good incidentally that’s all well and good.”
“I don’t write particularly to effect social change. I believe writing can do that, but that’s not why I write. I work as an artist. All art is political in the sense that it serves someone’s politics."
“I can't find a model, a female literary model who did the work she wanted to do and led an ordinary heterosexual life and had children. Where is she?”
“Before the film is finished, I have to be able to put into words why I have selected each shot and the meaning I attach to the order of the sequences.”
“The thing to do is to say to yourself, ‘Which are my big scenes?’ and then get every drop of juice out of them.”
“It is folly to believe that you can bring the psychology of an individual successfully to life without putting him very firmly in a social setting.”
“All I need is a window not to write.”
“Human beings are unhappily part of nature, perhaps nature become conscious of itself . . . I love Nietzsche, who called man ‘the sick animal.’”
“If one has to write poorly before one can write well . . . and if that can be extended to read that one has to write deplorably before one can write extraordinarily well, then I definitely started in the right place for the latter.”
On the Day of Poetry, a Russian festival: “Moscovite poets assemble in front of a huge crowd of eight or ten thousand people. There have been years when snow fell that day, but the crowd did not disband; it stood listening in the storm.”
“At the age of eighteen all young poets are sure they will be dead at twenty-one—of old age.”
On her refusal to publish with Virago Press: “I did not want to be published by them because they publish only women. It reminds one of ladies' compartments in nineteenth-century trains . . . ”