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
To love life for some men is to love fighting, for fighting, and not love, is seen as man's deepest passion.
Impossible not to imagine the dead observing us. Our love for them a soft, shimmering gossamar that trails behind us.
I want to tell you that I love you I want to tell you that I love you I want to tell you that I love I love I love I love but you do not.
Only in love is there trust - even the possibility of trust.
My students often say, 'My roommate read this story and really liked it,' and it's hard to convince them that there are things wrong with it. I say, 'Well, people who love you want you to be happy. But I'm your professor and I'm supposed to be teaching you something.'
Love commingled with hate is more powerful than love. Or hate.
My first love was reading, which inspired me to write.
Love is an indescribable sensation - perhaps a conviction, a sense of certitude.
It must happen to everyone. The last time you make love, you can't know it will be the last.
How mysterious it is, to be in love. For you can be in love with one who knows nothing of you. Perhpas our greatest happinesses spring from such longings-being in love with one who is oblivious of you.
All that matters in life is forging deep ties of love and family and friends. Writing and reading come later.
Maybe, love is always forgiveness, to a degree.
In love there are two things - bodies and words.
The worst thing: to give yourself away in exchange for not enough love.