Ruth Ozeki
Ruth Ozeki
Ruth Ozekiis an American-Canadian novelist, filmmaker and Zen Buddhist priest. She worked in commercial television and media production for over a decade and made several independent films before turning to writing fiction...
NationalityCanadian
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 March 1956
CountryCanada
kids worry parent
Do all kids have to worry about their parents’ mental health? The way society is set up, parents are supposed to be the grown-up ones and look after the kids, but a lot of times it’s the other way around.
memories eye past
Sometimes when she told stories about the past her eyes would get teary from all the memories she had, but they weren't tears. She wasn't crying. They were just the memories, leaking out.
mind juxtaposition odd
My mind is like a gyre, and odd juxtapositions happen.
way reader emerging
The relationship between reader and writer is reciprocal in a way. We co-create each other. We are constantly emerging out of the relationship we have with others.
good-night stories life-is
She smiled. “Life is full of stories. Or maybe life is only stories. Good night, my dear Nao.
needed knows
You never know who it's going to be, or what they'll bring, but whatever it is, it's always exactly what is needed.
dream what-if wake-up
What if I travel so far away in my dreams that I can't get back in time to wake up?
fallen fallen-leaves
For the time being Words scatter Are they fallen leaves?
beautiful writing order
That's what it feels like when I write, like I have this beautiful world in my head, but when I try to remember it in order to write it down, I change it, and I can't ever get it back.
life-is failing consolation
Life is evanescent, but left to itself it rarely fails to offer some consolation.
believe long matter
I believe it doesn't matter what it is, as long as you can find something concrete to keep you busy while you are living your meaningless life.
mean simple wake-up
She sat back on her heels and nodded. The thought experiment she proposed was certainly odd, but her point was simple. Everything in the universe was constantly changing, and nothing stays the same, and we must understand how quickly time flows by if we are to wake up and truly live our lives. That’s what it means to be a time being, old Jiko told me, and then she snapped her crooked fingers again. And just like that, you die.
waiting magic together
And if you decide not to read anymore, hey, no problem, because you're not the one I was waiting for anyway. But if you decide to read on, then guess what? You're my kind of time being and together we'll make magic!
eye skins handwriting
Print is predictable and impersonal, conveying information in a mechanical transaction with the reader’s eye. Handwriting, by contrast, resists the eye, reveals its meaning slowly, and is as intimate as skin.