Anne Enright

Anne Enright
Anne Teresa Enright FRSLis an Irish author. She has published novels, short stories, essays, and one non-fiction book. A Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, her novel The Gathering won the 2007 Man Booker Prize. She has also won the 1991 Rooney Prize for Irish Literature, the 2001 Encore Award and the 2008 Irish Novel of the Year...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth11 October 1962
CountryIreland
children leaving safe
No woman that I know is capable of leaving her child down for thirty seconds. She can't walk away without making sure that everything is absolutely as secure and safe for her child as can be.
blood needs nails
Belief needs something terrible to make it work, I find--blood, nails, a bit of anguish.
change mars powerless
Resistless change, when powerless to improve, Can only mar.
needs happened
Nothing had happened yet in my life except the need to get out of it.
team crazy kids
Having kids is very difficult to do on your own, and it's really crazy difficult to think you're doing it as a team and to find out that you're not actually part of a team.
people choices
We do not always like the people we love- we do not always have that choice.
writing thinking people
I work at the sentences. Many of the things people find distinctive about my writing, I think of as natural.
silence
I am interested in silences
real thinking remember
I do not think we remember our family in any real sense. We live in them instead
daughter running falling-in-love
There are so few people given us to love. I want to tell my daughters this, that each time you fall in love it is important, even at nineteen. Especially at nineteen. And if you can, at nineteen, count the people you love on one hand, you will not, at forty, have run out of fingers on the other. There are so few people given us to love and they all stick.
white people use
And what amazes me as I hit the motorway is not the fact that everyone loses someone, but that everyone loves someone. It seems like such a massive waste of energy -- and we all do it, all the people beetling along between the white lines, merging, converging, overtaking. We each love someone, even though they will die. And we keep loving them, even when they are not there to love any more. And there is no logic or use to any of this, that I can see.
art body gestures
We have lost the art of public tenderness, these small gestures of wiping and washing; we have forgotten how abjectly the body welcomes a formal touch.
cat thinking lap
Cats, I always think, only jump into your lap to check if you are cold enough, yet, to eat.
children nice motherhood
People think motherhood involves a lot of domestic labor, and it doesn't. It involves being nice to your children as often as possible. That's part of my trick. I don't have that anxiety about meeting their needs.