Top quotes by Marge Piercy

My strength and my weakness are twins in the same womb. Votes: 23

Long hair is considered bohemian, which may be why I grew it, but I keep it long because I love the way it feels, part cloak, part fan, part mane, part security blanket. Votes: 19

Life is the first gift, love is the second, and understanding the third. Votes: 11

A strong woman is a woman determined to do something others are determined not be done. Votes: 11

Remember that every son had a mother whose beloved son he was, and every woman had a mother whose beloved son she wasn't. Votes: 11

Sleeping together is a euphemism for people, but tantamount to marriage with cats. Votes: 11

The sense of being Jewish never left me, but when my grandmother died, I rebelled against Judaism as I knew it then, which was Orthodox. I saw the rituals, a lot of them, as very male, for a long time. Votes: 11

The best gift you can give is a hug: one size fits all and no one ever minds if you return it. Votes: 9

In her bottled up is a woman peppery as curry, a yam of a woman of butter and brass, Votes: 9

Never doubt that you can change history. You already have. Votes: 8

Our wedding plans please everybody as if we were fertilizing the earth and creating social luck. Votes: 8

All women are misfits. We do not fit into this world without amputations. Votes: 7

Burning dinner is not incompetence but war. Votes: 7

Memory in Greek mythology is the mother of the muses, and it is so for me. Both personal and societal memory move me strongly, and that is one of the sources of my writing. Votes: 7

Every Jewish holiday has a religious significance, a historical significance, and a relevance to the time of year in the natural calendar of the seasons and trees and growing things, as well as a personal significance. So you are always looking backward, outward, inward and forward. Votes: 7

A new idea is rarely born like Venus attended by graces. More commonly it's modeled of baling wire and acne. More commonly it wheezes and tips over. Votes: 6

When I work I am pure as an angel tiger and clear is my eye and hot my brain and silent all the whining grunting piglets of the appetites. Votes: 5

You are built to pull a cart, to lift a heavy load and bear it, to haul up the long slope, and so am I, peasant bodies, earthy, solid shapely dark glazed clay pots that can stand on the fire. Votes: 5

I wrote to make sense out of all the contradictions I experienced and to deal with the pain and loss I was undergoing. Votes: 5

Every baby born unloved, unwanted, is a bill that will come due in twenty years with interest, an anger that must find a target, a pain that will beget pain. A decade downstream a child screams, a woman falls, a synagogue is torched, a firing squad is summoned, a button is pushed and the world burns. Votes: 3

The incidence of violent brand-loyalty to one's own current dogma has risen. Votes: 3

If sex is a war, I am a conscientious objector: I will not play. Votes: 3

We seek not rest but transformation. We are dancing through each other as doorways. Votes: 2

The ruling class isn't dissatisfied: they are healthy, well-fed, live in beauty, enjoy their own importance: fun-loving cannibals. Votes: 2

Learning to love differently is hard, love with the hands wide open, love with the doors banging on their hinges, the cupboard unlocked, the windroaring and whimpering in the rooms. Votes: 2

I don't think writers change the past any more than other people do, except in so far as we may mine our lives and change things for fictional use. Votes: 2

Live as if you like yourself, and it may happen. Votes: 2

Every artist creates with open eyes what she sees in her dream. Votes: 2

The pitcher cries for water to carry and a person for work that is real. Votes: 2

Shall I tell you something I've been noticing? The mistrust this society has for women. All kinds of experts and officials are terrified because so many women are working. They really think that women have to be coerced into having babies and raising kids. Votes: 2

Life is the first gift, love is the second, and understanding the third Votes: 0

Burning dinner is not incompetence but war Votes: 0

Your anger was a climate I inhabited like a desert in a dry frigid weather of high thin air and ivory sun, sand dunes the wind lifted into stinging clouds that blinded and choked me where the only ice was in the blood. Votes: 0

I am a driven writer. I feel guilty if I don't write, not self-indulgent if I do. Votes: 0

We must shine with hope, stained glass windows that shape light into icons, glow like lanterns borne before a procession. Who can bear hope back into the world but us... Votes: 0

With my poems, I finally won even my mother. The longest wooing of my life. Votes: 0

If you want to be listened to, you should put in time listening. Votes: 0

Love as if you liked yourself, and it may happen. Votes: 0

A strong woman is a woman at work, cleaning out the cesspool of the ages, and while she shovels, she talks about how she doesn't mind crying, it opens the ducts of the eyes, and throwing up develops the stomach muscles, and she goes on shoveling with tears in her nose. Votes: 0

A strong woman is a woman who craves love like oxygen or she turns blue choking. A strong woman is a woman who loves strongly and weeps strongly and is strongly terrified and has strong needs. A strong woman is strong in words, in action, in connection, in feeling; she is not strong as a stone but as a wolf suckling her young. Strength is not in her, but she enacts it as the wind fills a sail. Votes: 0

Any life is lived in a particular time and place. Every life is impacted by the family's socio-economic circumstances, and, in later life, by the person's. Votes: 0

Art is a game only if you playat it, a mirror that reflects from the inside out. Votes: 0

Attention is love, what we must give children, mothers, fathers, pets, our friends, the news, the woes of others. What we want to change we curse and then pick up a tool. Bless whatever you can with eyes and hands and tongue. If you can't bless it, get ready to make it new. Votes: 0

Connections are made slowly, sometimes they grow underground. Votes: 0

Depressions, local and larger strikes, boom times, wars, repressions, all impact a life as do epidemics such as AIDS and pollution that may take years off a person's life. We all, whether we like it or not and whether we acknowledge it or not, are impacted by the racial attitudes we carry within us, and experience in some form every time we turn on the television, the radio, go to a movie, read a magazine or a newspaper, or walk down the street. Votes: 0

Doorways are sacred to women for we are the doorways of life and we must choose what comes in and what goes out. Votes: 0

Every poet has a certain amount of "stuff." That's what you draw from for imagery. The more stuff you know well, not simply intellectually but sensually, emotionally, intimately, the wider the pool from which you draw. Votes: 0

Everything you study, everything you learn, makes you a better writer, because you have more understanding of how things work. Votes: 0

Grandmother Hannah comes to me at Pesach and when I am lighting the sabbath candles. The sweet wine in the cup has her breath.... a little winter no spring can melt. Votes: 0

History is a game played backwards only. Votes: 0

Hope sleeps in our bones like a bear waiting for spring to rise and walk. Votes: 0

I am my mother's daughter,... I am her only novel. Votes: 0

I did not always know I would be a writer. Until I had a room of my own, I did not write much at all - no more than any other child who read a lot of books. I began to write fiction and poetry when I first had a room that was truly my own with a door that shut and some measure, however fragile, of privacy. Votes: 0

I don't apologize for being sexually adventurous. Why not? It was often fun. When it wasn't - I didn't continue what wasn't pleasant. Votes: 0

I don't even remember what Mother and I quarreled about: it is a continual quarrel that began when I reached puberty. Votes: 0

I don't find that writing about parts of my life had much effect except in some cases to improve my memory. To get into parts of the past I want to recall very vividly, I use a form of directed meditation. Votes: 0

i find it easy to admire in trees what depresses me in people Votes: 0

I have no connections here; only gusty collisions, rootless seedlings forced into bloom, that collapse. ... I am the Visiting Poet: a real unicorn, a wind-up plush dodo, a wax museum of the Movement. People want to push the buttons and see me glow. Votes: 0

I mourn in grey, grey as the sleeted wind the bled shades of twilight, gunmetal, battleships, industrial paint. Votes: 0

I never thought of myself as explaining cats in general. I simply viewed the cats I have known as characters in my life, often as quirky and complex as the humans with whom I have spent time. Votes: 0

I said, I like my life. If Ihave to give it back, if theytake it from me, let me onlynot feel I wasted any, let menot feel I forgot to love anyoneI meant to love, that I forgotto give what I held in my hands,that I forgot to do some littlepiece of the work that wantedto come through. Votes: 0

I stayed under the moon too long.I am silvered with lust.Dreams flick like minnows through my eyes.My voice is trees tossing in the wind.I loose myself like a flock of blackbirdsstorming into your face.My lightest touch leaves blue prints,bruises on your mind.Desire sandpapers your skinso thin I read the veins and arteriesmaps of routes I will traveltill I lodge in your spine.The night is our fur.We curl inside it licking. Votes: 0

I think having a great range of experiences in my life had helped me as a writer, particularly a writer of fiction. I have known a great many different sorts of people in different situations, and I have a notion how very well of badly people can behave in times of stress or danger or violence. Votes: 0

I think that if you use something from you life in fiction, it metamorphosizes into something strange and different. Afterward it is hard to tell what actually was part of your life and what is part of the story of the fictional character. Votes: 0

I think we validate our lives through our actions. Votes: 0

I want to be with people who submerge in the task, who go into the fields to harvest and work in a row and pass the bags along, who are not parlor generals and field deserters but move in a common rhythm when the food must come in or the fire be put out. The work of the world is common as mud. Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust. But the thing worth doing well done has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident. Votes: 0

I was a working class Jewish girl. In my girlhood, anti-Semitism was a daily fact of life in Detroit. I did not come from people who had many options in their lives or many choices open to them. I was a girl in a family in which women were, as in society at large, very much second-class citizens. I did not see why I should accept these forced limitations without a fight. Being free to make my own choices thus became very important to me at an early age. Votes: 0

I wasn't afraid of being poor; I rather took it for granted. I was good at getting by with very little. I couldn't imagine sacrificing my writing to anything else. Votes: 0

I will choose what enters me, what becomes flesh of my flesh. Without choice, no politics, no ethics lives. I am not your cornfield, not your uranium mine, not your calf for fattening, not your cow for milking. You may not use me as your factory. Priests and legislators do not hold shares in my womb or my mind. If I give it to you, I want it back. My life is a non-negotiable demand. Votes: 0

If I observe my cats carefully, it is partly because I observe everyone I deal with as carefully as I can and partly because they amuse and entertain me. They are an important part of the fabric of my daily life. Votes: 0

If what we change does not change us we are playing with blocks. Votes: 0

I'm probably the only novelist who has ever written about political fugitives who actually knew a lot about them, had contact with them, and had a realistic notion of how they survived. Votes: 0

In fiction, I exercise my nosiness. I am as curious as my cats, and indeed that has led to trouble often enough and used up several of my nine lives. I am an avid listener. I am fascinated by other people's lives, the choices they make and how that works out through time, what they have done and left undone, what they tell me and what they keep secret and silent, what they lie about and what they confess, what they are proud of and what shames them, what they hope for and what they fear. The source of my fiction is the desire to understand people and their choices through time. Votes: 0

It hurts to love wide open stretching the muscles... It hurts to thwart the reflexes of grab, of clutch; to love and let go again and again. Votes: 0

It is not sex that gives the pleasure, but the lover. Votes: 0

It's really important to visit a site you are writing about. Even if you know it well, even if you have lived there, it's important to take a fresh look in terms of your characters and your story. Votes: 0

Like species, couples die out or evolve. Votes: 0

Listening is terribly important if you want to understand anything about people. You listen to what they say and how they say it, what they share and what they are reticent about, what they tell truthfully and what they lie about, what they hope for and what they fear, what they are proud of, what they are ashamed of. If you don't pay attention to other people, how can you understand their choices through time and how their stories come out? Votes: 0

Live as if you liked yourself, and it may happen: reach out, keep reaching out, keep bringing in. This is how we are going to live for a long time: not always, for every gardener knows that after the digging, after the planting, after the long season of tending and growth, the harvest comes. Votes: 0

Looking at my life was very difficult. I think I learned that I haven't been as good a person as I'm inclined to think of myself as. I haven't been as good friend, haven't been as good a person, made a lot of mistakes. Votes: 0

Love says, mine. Love says, I could eat you up. Love says, stay as you are, be my own private thing, don't you dare have ideas I don't share. Love has just got to gobble the other, bones and all, crunch. I don't want to do that. I sure don't want it done to me! Votes: 0

My grandmother was very important to me. She gave me my religious education. She gave me a sense of the female side of Judaism, of the rich store of stories and legends of the women of the schtetl. Votes: 0

My idea of Hell is to be young again. Votes: 0

Nobody can live on a bridge or plant potatoes but it is fine for comings and goings, meetings, partings and long views and a real connection to someplace else where you may in the crazy weathers of struggle how and again want to be. Votes: 0

Nobody hates us as ourselves. In their minds we're not human... They don't hate us because we did something or said something. They make us stand for an evil they invent and then they want to kill it in us. Votes: 0

Now that I am in my forties, she [my mother] tells me I'm beautiful; now that I am in my forties, she sends me presents and we have the long, personal and even remarkably honest phone calls I always wanted so intensely I forbade myself to imagine them. How strange. Perhaps Shaw was correct and if we lived to be several hundred years old, we would finally work it all out. I am deeply grateful. With my poems, I finally won even my mother. The longest wooing of my life. Votes: 0

Obviously I find women more interesting than men to write about. Votes: 0

On this twelfth day of my diet I would rather die satiated than slim. Votes: 0

One of the best gifts you can give a poet is to present them with field guides - to rocks, to stars, to birds, to wildflowers, to trees and bushes, to butterflies, to reptiles and amphibians. Because when you look at anything long enough to be able to identify it, you see far more clearly and you make a tiny beginning at understanding the life, the place, the history of that bird or rock or mammal. Votes: 0

One trouble: to be a professional anything in the United States is to think of oneself as an expert and one's ideas as semisacred, and to treat others in a certain way - professionally. Votes: 0

Only when we break the mirror and climb into our vision, only when we are the wind together streaming and singing, only in the dream we become with our bones for spears, we are real at last and wake. Votes: 0

Pain is a forcing sieve that turns me to gruel. Votes: 0

People are very afraid of any controversy. We've become very passive spectator types. And when the kids were protesting globilization - quite reasonably - they really got bashed. Votes: 0

Praise our choices, sister, for each doorway open to us was taken by squads of fighting women who paid years of trouble and struggle, who paid their wombs, their sleep, their lives that we might walk through these gates upright. Doorways are sacred to women for we are the doorways of life and we must choose what comes in and what goes out. Freedom is our real abundance. Votes: 0

Purple as tulips in May, mauve into lush velvet, purple as the stain blackberries leave on the lips, on the hands, the purple of ripe grapes sunlit and warm as flesh.... Votes: 0

Shared laughter is erotic too. Votes: 0

Sometimes when a character in a novel is difficult for me to enter, I sue something in myself or in my own life as a doorway into that character's mind and emotions. Votes: 0

Suspense is one of the ways you persuade a reader to become engaged and stay engaged with your work. Votes: 0

The anger of the weak never goes away, Professor, it just gets a little moldy. It molds like a beautiful blue cheese in the dark, growing stronger, and more interesting. The poor and the weak die with all their anger intact and probably those angers go on growing in the dark of the grave like the hair and the nails. Votes: 0

The art of fiction is one of constant seduction. You must persuade the reader on page 1 to start reading - on page 50, or page 150 and yes, on page 850. Votes: 0

the body is simple as a turtle / and straight as a dog: / the body cannot lie. Votes: 0

The mind wraps itself around a poem. It is almost sensual, particularly if you work on a computer. You can turn the poem round and about and upside down, dancing with it a kind of bolero of two snakes twisting and coiling, until the poem has found its right and proper shape. Votes: 0

The moon is always female and so am I although often in the vale of razorblades I have wished I could put on and take off my sex like a dress and why not? Votes: 0

The people I love the best, jump into work head first without dallying in the shallows. Votes: 0

The politics of the exile are fever, revenge, daydream, theater of the aging convalescent. You wait in the wings and rehearse. You wait and wait. Votes: 0

The powerful don't make revolutions Votes: 0

The price of seeing is silence. Votes: 0

The real writer is one who really writes. Votes: 0

The real writer is one who really writes. Talent is an invention like phlogiston after the fact of fire. Work is its own cure. You have to like it better than being loved. Votes: 0

The will to be totally rational is the will to be made out of glass and steel: and to use others as if they were glass and steel. Votes: 0

The work of the world is common as mud. Votes: 0

The work of the world is common as mud. Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust. But the thing worth doing well done has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident. Votes: 0

There are obviously a great many ways to organize some fraction of the material in a life. Votes: 0

There is no justice we don't make daily like bread and love. Votes: 0

This life is a war we are not yet winning for our daughters' children. Don't do your enemies' work for them. Finish your own. Votes: 0

Too much self-regard has never struck me as dignified: trying to twist over my shoulder to view my own behind. Votes: 0

Troubles cured you salty as a country ham, smoky to the taste, thick-skinned and tender inside. Votes: 0

We admire predators - panthers, lions, tigers, even wolves. Maybe to be naturally thoughtful and hesitant to use violence is to be somehow second rate. To be in the middle of the social food chain. Especially if you're a man. This society thinks real men are violent. Votes: 0

We are trying to live as if we were an experiment conducted by the future Votes: 0

We can only know what we can truly imagine. Finally what we see comes from ourselves. Votes: 0

We lie in each other's arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colors of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire. Votes: 0

We live in a media soup and are constantly being programmed or are fighting that programming. Thus any truthful account of a life, every part of a life, is about society as well as an individual. Votes: 0

We may be losing the ability to understand animals who are not pets or horses. We have less contact with them. We don't (most of us) tend to know even cows and pigs, let alone bears or wolverines or red tailed hawks. Votes: 0

We're herded into schools and terrified into behaving. Taught how we're supposed to pretend to be, taught to parrot all kinds of nonsense at the flick of a switch, taught to keep our heads down and our elbows in and shut off our minds and shut off our sex. We learn we can't even piss when we have to. That's how we learn to be plastic and dumb. Votes: 0

What a richly colored strong warm coat is woven when love is the warp and work is the woof. Votes: 0

Whatever is not an energy source, is an energy sink. Votes: 0

When midlist writers are treated like dirt, I would desist were I less stubborn and less committed. Votes: 0

When she kissed him, he melted like a lump of milk chocolate. Votes: 0

Where I came from, the nights I had wandered and survived scared them, and where I would go they never imagined. Votes: 0

Work is its own cure. You have to like it better than being loved. Votes: 0

Writing is a futile attempt to preserve what disappears moment by moment. Votes: 0

Writing is a futile attempt to preserve what disappears moment by moment. All that remains of my mother is what I remember and what I have written for and about her. Eventually that is all that will remain of [my husband] and me. Writing sometimes feels frivolous and sometimes sacred, but memory is one of my strongest muses. I serve her with my words. So long as people read, those we love survive however evanescently. As do we writers, saying with our life's work, Remember. Remember us. Remember me. Votes: 0

Suppose that a person writes what she must. That is only the first step of becoming a writer. The work must survive the moment of creation. It must get out to an audience. She or he must dare to show the work. She must risk ridicule, misunderstanding, scandal, condemnation, & what's often worse, none of the above: silence. No attention at all. Votes: 0

I like communicating with cats. I know them and their body language - as my own cats know mine very well. Cats are adept at reading subtle signals. Votes: 0