Charles Frazier
Charles Frazier
Charles Frazieris an American novelist. He won the 1997 National Book Award for Fiction for Cold Mountain...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth4 November 1950
CountryUnited States of America
long desire redemption
There was a redemption of some kind, he believed, in such complete fulfillment of a desire so long deferred.
ideas long wells
It is a bad idea to live too long. Few carry it off well.
taken space long
He had been alone in the world and empty for so long. But she filled him full, and so he believed everything that had been taken out of him might have been for a purpose. To clear space for something better.
wyoming nebraska west
I've lived out West some... I've always liked the High Plains areas - eastern Colorado, eastern Wyoming, western Nebraska.
needs cold-mountain seems
Needing and getting don’t seem likely to match up any time soon... What needs doing is mine to do.
mind age literature
She wondered if literature might lose some of its interest when she reached an age or state of mind where her life was set on such a sure course that the things she read might stop seeming so powerfully like alternate directions for her being.
people why-not bitter
I'm ruined beyond repair, is what I fear...And if so, in time we'd both be wretched and bitter." "I know people can be mended. Not all, and some more immediately than others. But some can be. I don't see why not you." "Why not me?
character cold-mountain foul
We mark some days as fair, some as foul, because we do not see that the character of every day as identical
children pain heart
...she knew in her heart that nature has a preference for a particular order: parents die, then children die. But it was a harsh design, offering little relief from pain, for being in accord with it means that the fortunate find themselves orphaned.
powerful air comforting
One thing he discovered with a great deal of astonishment was that music held for him more then just pleasure. There was meat to it. The grouping of sounds, their forms in the air as they rang out and faded, said something comforting to him about the rule of Creation. What the music said was that there is a right way for things to be ordered so that life might not always be just tangle and drift, but have a shape, an aim. It was a powerful argument that life did not just happen.
brother past self
And then she thought that you went on living one day after another, and in time you were somebody else, your previous self only like a close relative, a sister or brother, with whom you shared a past. But a different person, a separate life. Certainly neither she nor Inman were the people they had been the last time they were together. And she believed maybe she liked them both better now.
pain memories giving
That's just pain she said. It goes eventually. And when it's gone, there's no lasting memory. Not the worst of it anyway. It fades. Our minds aren't made to hold on to the particulars of pain the way we do bliss. It's a gift God gives us, a sign of His care for us.
character thinking helping
It always helps me connect with characters, to think about what music they respond to
giving-up reading listening
If I had to give up reading or give up listening to music, I suspect I'd stick with the music.