Amy Hempel Quotes

E penso a quel detto che ripetono sempre tutti: la vita è dura... e poi muori. A dire il vero, non è affatto così. Questo lo dicono loro. La vita è dura: su questo hanno ragione. Ma quei giorni che do...

Alcuni di noi soffrono in silenzio di un male rumoroso. E questo è quanto ho da dire sulla paura.

About Author

Amy Hempel (born December 14, 1951) is an American short story writer and journalist. She teaches creative writing at the Michener Center for Writers.

Mi immaginavo noi due che cuocevamo le mele per Natale, quegli stupidi quadretti romantici alla Currier e Ives... pensavo per tutto il tempo: A volte quello che abbiamo passa per amore, quando invece...

Some of us are silent sufferers of a noisy disease.

While the world worlds up at us.   I

I meet a person, and in my mind I'm saying three minutes; I give you three minutes to show me the spark.

What you forget, living here, is that just because you have stopped sinking doesn't mean you're not still underwater.

It is just possible I will say I stayed the night.And who is there that can say that I did not?

And what about the certainty I feel regarding you? You could say that an hour is not a lot to go on. But always, before, a thing didn't work because I was too young and too old. Too dumb and too smart...

This is a good movie,' she said when snipers felled them both.I missed her already.

I read about a famous mystery writer who worked for one week in a department store. One day she saw a woman come in and buy a doll. The mystery writer found out the woman’s name, and took a bus to New...

I sleep with a glass of water on the nightstand so I can see by its level if the coastal earth is trembling or if the shaking is still me.

We can only die in the future, I thought; right now we are always alive.

I am so suggestible. When Chatty asks if I am hungry, I say, I could be. I would try to become the woman you wanted without even knowing I was trying. As it is, I am barely the woman I am.

He could not wait to get rid of them so he could enjoy remembering them.

Here is what you do. You ease yourself into a tub of water, you ease yourself down. You lie back and wait for the ripples to smooth away. Then you take a deep breath, and slide your head under, and li...

She introduces me to a nurse as the Best Friend. The impersonal article is more intimate. It tells me that are intimate, the nurse and my friend.'I was telling her we used to drink Canada Dry ginger...

Marriageability was the original title of The Harvest.

I am not quite myself, I think.But who here is quite himself? And yet there is a way in which we are all more ourselves than ever, I suppose.

I had my own bed. I slept in it alone, except for those times when we needed—not sex—but sex was how we got there.