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Danh ngôn của Joyce Carol Oates (Sứ mệnh: 5)

Boxing has become America's tragic theater.
Night comes to the desert all at once, as if someone turned off the light.
If food is poetry, is not poetry also food?
Boxing is a celebration of the lost religion of masculinity all the more trenchant for its being lost.
In love there are two things - bodies and words.
The worst cynicism: a belief in luck.
Probably nothing serious or worthwhile can be accomplished without one's willingness to be alone for sustained periods of time, which is not to say that one must live alone, obsessively.
As a teacher at Princeton, I'm surrounded by people who work hard so I just make good use of my time. And I don't really think of it as work - writing a novel, in one sense, is a problem-solving exercise.
A good, sympathetic review is always a wonderful surprise.
I was brought up to be sympathetic toward others.
Obviously the imagination is fueled by emotions beyond the control of the conscious mind.
Primarily, 'Black Girl/White Girl' is the story of two very different, yet somehow 'fated' girls; for Genna, her 'friendship' with Minette is the most haunting of her life, though it is one-sided and ends in tragedy.
The relationship between parents and children, but especially between mothers and daughters, is tremendously powerful, scarcely to be comprehended in any rational way.
My theory is that literature is essential to society in the way that dreams are essential to our lives. We can't live without dreaming - as we can't live without sleep. We are 'conscious' beings for only a limited period of time, then we sink back into sleep - the 'unconscious.' It is nourishing, in ways we can't fully understand.
I should say, one of the things about being a widow or a widower, you really, really need a sense of humor, because everything's going to fall apart.
To write a novel is to embark on a quest that is very romantic. People have visions, and the next step is to execute them. That's a very romantic project. Like Edvard Munch's strange dreamlike canvases where people are stylized, like 'The Scream.' Munch must have had that vision in a dream, he never saw it.