Louise Erdrich
Louise Erdrich
Louise Erdrich is an Ojibwe writer of novels, poetry, and children's books featuring Native American characters and settings. She is an enrolled member of the Turtle Mountain Band of Chippewa Indians, a band of the Anishinaabe...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth7 June 1954
CountryUnited States of America
order design
There is no such thing as a complete lack of order, only a design so vast it appears unrepetitive up close.
lovely harm
Be lovely and do no harm.
rivers want different
i want to hear what's happened to you," she said evenly after a while. she gestured in the direction, down river, of the butcher shop. "it's just that there is nowhere else to start," she said gently. "niether of us is the same. but i'm different because of small, good, manageable things. you're different because ... things i don't know.
daughter mother children
Women without children are also the best of mothers,often, with the patience,interest, and saving grace that the constant relationship with children cannot always sustain. I come to crave our talk and our daughters gain precious aunts. Women who are not mothering their own children have the clarity and focus to see deeply into the character of children webbed by family. A child is fortuante who feels witnessed as a peron,outside relationships with parents by another adult.
daughter body life-is
If, as I suspect, my body survives by uttering itself over and over again, then I have some questions. If [I] am one word, so are my daughters, so are all of us in strings and loops. Each life is one short word slowly uttered.
effort solitude kind
I did not choose solitude. Who would? It came on me like a kind of vocation, demanding an effort that married women can't picture.
notebook ideas compost
I have always kept notebooks and I go back to them over and over. They are my compost pile of ideas.
life people three
Life is made up of three kinds of people -- those who live it, those afraid to, those in between.
life life-is short-words
Each life is one short word slowly uttered.
our-actions action undoing
All of our actions have in their doing the seed of their undoing.
sound records delusion
I knew each person's delusion, the places their records had scratched, where the sounds repeated.
adventure men endurance
What men call adventures usually consist of the stoical endurance of appalling daily misery.
children world faces
The world tips away when we look into our children's faces.
strong islands circles
Where was I?""A different island," said old Tallow. Her voice was stern, but there was an ache in her look that Omakayas had never before seen. "An island called Spirit Island where everyone but you died of the itching sickness- you were the toughest one, the littlest one, and you survived them all.""You were sent here so you could save the others," she said. "Because you'd had the sickness, you were strong enough to nurse them through it. They did a good thing when they took you in, and you saved them for their good act. Now the circle that began when I found you is complete.