Patricia Maclachlan Quotes

Fact and fiction are different truths.

~ Patricia Maclachlan

Dogs speak words, but only poets and children Hear.

~ Patricia Maclachlan

...there are some things for which there are no answers, no matter how beautiful the words may be.

~ Patricia Maclachlan

Sometimes poetry--words--give us a small, lovely look at ourselves. And sometimes that is enough.

~ Patricia Maclachlan

In MoonlightNoSoft sweet paw on my cheekNoFur curled under my chinJustA sad space left behind - Gray cat gone away. [Ellie's poem]

~ Patricia Maclachlan

Some words may make you happy, some may make you said. Maybe some will make you angry. What I hope. . . what I hope is that something will whisper in your ear.

~ Patricia Maclachlan

My brother William is a fisherman, and he tells me that when he is in the middle of a fogboundsea the water is a color for which there is no name.

~ Patricia Maclachlan

I wiped my hands on my apron and went to the window. Outside, the prairie reached out and touched the places where the sky came down. Though the winter was nearly over, there were patches of snow and ice everywhere. I looked at the long dirt road that crawled across the plains, remembering the morning that Mama had died, cruel and sunny. They had come for her in a wagon and taken her away to be buried. And then the cousins and aunts and uncles had come and tried to fill up the house. But they couldn’t.

~ Patricia Maclachlan

This is important to writing. . . that is, it is important to my own writing. This. . . is landscape! Mine. This dirt came from the prairie where I was a child. I played in it, dug in it, planted in it, and walked over it. It is where I began. And all my writing begins with a landscape such as this. A place.

~ Patricia Maclachlan