Joyce Carol Oates
Joyce Carol Oates
Joyce Carol Oatesis an American writer. Oates published her first book in 1963 and has since published over 40 novels, as well as a number of plays and novellas, and many volumes of short stories, poetry, and nonfiction. She has won many awards for her writing, including the National Book Award, for her novel them, two O. Henry Awards, and the National Humanities Medal. Her novels Black Water, What I Lived For, Blonde, and short story collections The Wheel of...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth16 June 1938
CityLockport, NY
CountryUnited States of America
Joyce Carol Oates quotes about
The heavenly light you admire is fossil-light, it's the unfathomably distant past you gaze into, stars long extinct
I have beliefs, of course, like everyone-but I don't always believe in them.
Literature, art, like civilization itself, are only accidents.
We come away from the tragedies of [William] Shakespeare with a profound sense of having encountered reality in its most pristine form - yet the art-work is elaborately artificial, the very genre of tragedy in poetry an anti-naturalist perspective.
It's where we go, and what we do when we get there, that tells us who we really are.
Sometimes I read reviews, and without exception I will read critical essays that are sent to me. The critical essays are interesting on their own terms.
For memory is a moral action, a choice. You can choose to remember. You can choose not.
Obviously, there is pleasure in the execution of any sort of art, and using language, as Nabokov felt also, is an exquisite process.
A man will reveal his true self, or so it seems, on the tennis court.
All that matters in life is forging deep ties of love and family and friends. Writing and reading come later.
Great art is cathartic; it is always moral.
Writing allows for fictitious voices - the voices of persons unlike myself - that might otherwise be muted.
you're an insomniac, you tell yourself: there are profound truths revealed only to the insomniac by night like those phosphorescent minerals veined and glimmering in the dark but coarse and ordinary otherwise; you have to examine such minerals in the absence of light to discover their beauty, you tell yourself.
Technique holds a reader from sentence to sentence, but only content will stay in his mind.