the wasting of time is the most personal, most private, most intimate form of conversation with oneself, as well as with another.
Mary RuefleThereโs a difference between being alone and being lonely. Writers know that. I have never met a writer who does not crave to be alone. We have to be alone to do what we do.
Mary RuefleEvery creative act is an act of hypocrisy and violence. You may have to think about it for a while, but I am sure you can discover your own.
Mary RuefleOnce I witnessed a windstorm so severe two 100-year-old trees were uprooted on the spot. The next day, walking among the wreckage, I found the friable nests of birds, completely intact and unharmed on the ground. That the featherweight survive the massive, that this reversal of fortune takes place among us โ that is what haunts me. I donโt know what it means.
Mary Ruefle