Harry Crews
Harry Crews
Harry Eugene Crewswas an American novelist, playwright, short story writer and essayist...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 June 1935
CountryUnited States of America
jobs naked
The writer's job is to get naked...
lying party home
Alcohol whipped me. Alcohol and I had many, many marvelous times together. We laughed, we talked, we danced at the party together; then one day I woke up and the band had gone home and I was lying in the broken glass with a shirt full of puke and I said, 'Hey, man, the ball game's up'.
jobs blood luxury
The writers job is to get naked, To hide nothing. To look away from nothing. To look at it. To not blink. To be not embarrassed or shamed of it. Strip it down and lets get down to where the blood is, the bone is. Instead of hiding it with clothes and all kinds of other stuff, luxury!
writing men thinking
Writers spend all their time preoccupied with just the things that their fellow men and women spend their time trying to avoid thinking about. ... It takes great courage to look where you have to look, which is in yourself, in your experience, in your relationship with fellow beings, your relationship to the earth, to the spirit or to the first cause—to look at them and make something of them.
cutting broken people
I never wanted to be well-rounded. I do not admire well-rounded people nor their work. So far as I can see, nothing good in the world has ever been done by well-rounded people. The good work is done by people with jagged, broken edges, because those edges cut things and leave an imprint, a design.
broken-heart beautiful hurt
There is something beautiful about all scars of whatever nature. A scar means the hurt is over, the wound is closed and healed, done with.
air hands fire
Hell came right along with God, hand in hand. The stink of sulfur swirled in the air of the church, fire burned in the aisles, and brimstone rained out of the rafters. From the evangelist's oven mouth spewed images of a place with pitchforks, and devils, and lakes of fire that burned forever. God had fixed a place like that because he loved us so much.
men worship god-is-dead
Men to whom God is dead worship one another.
real teaching messy
Teaching, real teaching, is - or ought to be - a messy business.
baby book writing
Writing a book is like torture that you don't know, but after it's done and there it is. It's a joy like unlike anything else, I think it's the closest that a man can come to knowing what is feels like to have a baby.
inspirational creativity artist
The artist lives in an atmosphere of perpetual failure.
people enjoy enjoyed
I've never enjoyed myself. I'm incapable of enjoying myself. There's just some people who don't enjoy themselves very much.