Quotes by Alice Munro

About Alice Munro:

Alice Ann Munro is a Canadian author. Munro's work has been described as having revolutionized the architecture of short stories, especially in its tendency to move forward and backward in time. Her stories have been said to "embed more than announce, reveal more than parade."
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We say of some things that they can't be forgiven, or that we will never forgive ourselves. But we do-we do it all the time.

Alice Munro

I was not really surprised by what he was saying. A lot of people felt that way. Especially men. There was a quantity of things that men hated. Or had no use for, as they said. And that was exactly right. They had no use for it, so they hated it. May...

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A los hombres les encantan las rarezas cuando la chica es lo suficientemente bonita

Alice Munro

Her silent singing wrapped around the story she was telling herself, which she extended further every night on the deck. (Averill often told herself stories-- the activity seemed to her as unavoidable as dreaming.) Her singing was a barrier set betwe...

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She thought back to what he had said. /I could make you very happy./ It was something men said then, when they were trying to persuade you, and that was what they meant. It seemed rash and sweeping to her, dazzling but *presumptuous*. She had to try ...

Alice Munro

Braininess is not attractive unless combined with some signs of elegance; class.

Alice Munro

A fight like this was stunning, revealing not just how much he was on the lookout for enemies, but how she too was unable to abandon argument which escalated into rage. Neither of them would back off, they held bitterly to principles. Can't you toler...

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I operate under the assumption that people don't notice the good in me. That's just how things always seem to play out. I get blamed, while con-artist kids like Venus, and Camille, and Gemma get believed. But the rescue lady noticed. In the backgroun...

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Words can't fix my life. Words can't give me a family. Words can't do jack. You may be a teacher, Ms. Leone, but face it: You don't know squat.

Alice Munro

You know your Lamborghini is on fire, right?

Alice Munro

Why does anyone commit murder?' he asked in a low voice. 'I-'I blinked.'How should I know?' 'Three reasons,' Christopher said. He held up one finger. 'Love.' Another finger. 'Revenge.' And finally, a third finger. 'Profit...

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Sometimes I get so caught up in my own problems that I forget how amazing the world is.

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A story is not like a road to follow … it's more like a house. You go inside and stay there for a while, wandering back and forth and settling where you like and discovering how the room and corridors relate to each other, how the world outside is ...

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I loved taking off. In my own house, I seemed to be often looking for a place to hide - sometimes from the children but more often from the jobs to be done and the phone ringing and the sociability of the neighborhood. I wanted to hide so that I coul...

Alice Munro

Now that I think of it, she looked splendid. I wish I had met her somewhere else. I wish I had appreciated her as she deserved. I wish that everything had gone differently.

Alice Munro

Now I no longer believe that people's secrets are defined and communicable, or their feelings full-blown and easy to recognize.

Alice Munro

Her attitude towards sex is very comforting to those of her friends who get into terrible states of passion and jealousy, and feel cut loose from their moorings. She seems to regard sex as a wholesome, slightly silly indulgence, like dancing and nice...

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I felt in him what women feel in men, something so tender, swollen, tyrannical, absurd; I would never take the consequences of interfering with it.

Alice Munro

It had a sort of a head on it, like a mushroom, and its color was reddish purple. It looked blunt and stupid, compared, say, to fingers and toes with their intelligent expressiveness, or even to an elbow or a knee.

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You think that would have changed things? The answer is of course, and for a while, and never.

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Author Bio

  • NameAlice Munro
  • DescriptionCanadian author
  • AliasesAlice Ann Munro; Alice Ann Laidlaw
  • BornJuly 10, 1931
  • CountryCanada
  • ProfessionWriter; Screenwriter
  • AwardsNobel Prize In Literature; Governor General's Awards; Trillium Book Award; Order Of Ontario; Scotiabank Giller Prize; Man Booker Prize; Ordre Des Arts Et Des Lettres; National Book Critics Circle Award; Marian Engel Award; WH Smith Literary Award; PEN/Malamud Award; Rea Award For The Short Story; O. Henry Award; Commonwealth Writers' Prize; Molson Prize