478 Quotes by Pat Conroy

It eases my soul that I share a house with [Cassandra King] a novelist of such rare and distinctive gifts.

I realized that words were sometimes nothing more than notes you wrote to your deepest self as you fought to articulate the splendor and the magic and the ineluctable sense of loss that you felt in the swift, disturbing hours.

I never seemed to learn from joy; I earned my portion of wisdom through sadness.

You must appreciate beauty for it to endure.

I’ve never had anyone’s approval, so I’ve learned to live without it.

But even her demons she invested with inordinate beauty, consecrated them with the dignity of her attention.

Because I’ve gotten older, I worry that there will be a steep decline in my talent, but I promise not to let the same thing happen to my passion for writing.

There were far worse strategies in life than to try to make each aspect of one's existence a minor work of art.

It was a joyful and rapturous night, one that happens all too infrequently in the brief transit of human life. I can remember everything about that night, every play that either team ran, every block I missed or made, every tackle I was in on. I remember the feeling of complete, transported bliss that one can get only from athletics or lovemaking.