Sherman Alexie
Sherman Alexie
Sherman Joseph Alexie, Jr., born October 7, 1966) is an American poet, writer, and filmmaker. Much of his writing draws on his experiences as a Native American with ancestry from several tribes. He grew up on the Spokane Indian Reservation and now lives in Seattle, Washington...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 October 1966
CityWelpinet, WA
CountryUnited States of America
father men amazing-man
My father is an amazing man.
real world way
In a real-world way, my gifts are very limited in terms of what I can do.
inspire moments
What inspires a poem for me is usually a moment.
strong men thinking
I think that white women are more apt to read laterally. So I think there's some strong identification for women, and their political and social positions, and minorities. I think that the political power of, let's say, the average Indian man and a white woman are pretty equal.
revenge circles
Is revenge a circle inside of a circle inside of a circle?
differences
I'm quite aware of my differences. I wouldn't classify them as weird
adventurous-life borders individual
I don't know what any individual should do about crossing her own borders. I only know that I live a happier, more adventurous life, by crossing borders.
kids arrogant controversial
I was a controversial figure on my reservation when I was a kid. I was mouthy and opinionated and arrogant. Nothing has changed.
writing hands washing
If I wasn't writing poems I'd be washing my hands all the time.
hero people decent
Most of my heroes are just decent people. Decency is rare and underrated.
orange-juice resentment bitter
You can't sustain [anger]. You become bitter. Nothing's going to change. Anger leads to resentment, then to spiking your orange juice, then to martyrdom.
children purpose rebel
My only purpose is to teach children to rebel against authority figures.
sacred mystery chips
Every movie is a road movie. Every novel is a mystery. Every tortilla chip is sacred.
dream frightened needed
The dream he needed most was the dream that frightened him more.