Pat Conroy
Pat Conroy
Donald Patrick "Pat" Conroywas a New York Times bestselling American author who wrote several acclaimed novels and memoirs. Two of his novels, The Prince of Tides and The Great Santini, were made into Oscar-nominated films. He is recognized as a leading figure of late-20th century Southern literature...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth26 October 1945
CityAtlanta, GA
CountryUnited States of America
Pat Conroy quotes about
military world good-mood
I was the only person in the world who thought it was a military duty to appear to be in a good mood.
break-off rivers snow
...when the words pour out of you just right, you understand that these sentences are all part of a river flowing out of your own distant, hidden ranges, and all words become the dissolving snow that feeds your mountain streams forever. The language locks itself in the icy slopes of our own high passes, and it is up to us, the writers, to melt the glaciers within us. When these glaciers break off, we get to call them novels, the changelings of our burning spirits, our life's work.
children thinking quality
Of the Yamacraw children, I can say little. I don't think I changed the quality of their lives significantly or altered the inexorable fact that they were imprisoned by the very circumstance of their birth.
born very-good point-guard
I was born to be a point guard, but not a very good one,
opportunity challenges population
Every industry is going to be affected (by the aging population). This creates tremendous opportunities and tremendous challenges.
winning innocent cant-win
I realized early that unless you're willing to kill the innocent, you can't win.
pride coward way
The only way I could endure being a coward was if I was the only one who knew it.
basketball athlete games
We old athletes carry the disfigurements and markings of contests remembered only by us and no one else. Nothing is more lost than a forgotten game.
tides crime
In families, there are no crimes beyond forgiveness.
wine moon light
It enclosed us in its laceries as we watched the moon spill across the Atlantic like wine from an overturned glass. With the light all around us, we felt secret in that moon-infused water like pearls forming in the soft tissues of oysters.
beautiful thinking joy
Looking around, I thought the human species was in fine shape and tried to think of something more beautiful than women and couldn't come up with a thing. The propagation of the species was a dance of total joy.
use world stories
I wrote to explain my own life to myself, stories are the vessels I use to interpret the world to myself.
children men taught-us
Mama always taught her children that words were pretty, but anyone can talk. She said, pay attention to that man or woman who acted, who did, who performed. She taught us to trust in thing we could see, not that we heard.
basketball father knowing
Basketball allowed me to revere my father without him knowing what I was up to. I took up basketball as a form of homage and mimicry.