Уильям Сароян цитаты
Уильям Сароян
Дата рождения: 31. Август 1908
Дата смерти: 18. Май 1981
Уи́льям Сароя́н — американский писатель армянского происхождения. Продуктивный прозаик, обращался к самым различным жанрам и темам: от своей исторической родины до пацифизма . Был удостоен Пулитцеровской премии за лучшую драму , от которой отказался, а также «Оскара» за лучший литературный первоисточник .
Подобные авторы
Ричард Дэвид Бах21
американский писатель, философ и публицист
Патрик О'Рурк6
американский писатель и юмористЦитаты Уильям Сароян
„Then swiftly, neatly, with the grace of the young man on the trapeze, he was gone from his body.
For an eternal moment he was still all things at once: the bird, the fish, the rodent, the reptile, and man.“
— William Saroyan
Context: Then swiftly, neatly, with the grace of the young man on the trapeze, he was gone from his body.
For an eternal moment he was still all things at once: the bird, the fish, the rodent, the reptile, and man. An ocean of print undulated endlessly and darkly before him. The city burned. The herded crowd rioted. The earth circled away, and knowing that he did so, he turned his lost face to the empty sky and became dreamless, unalive, perfect.
"The Daring Young Man on the Flying Trapeze"
„When you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.“
— William Saroyan
Context: The most solid advice for a writer is this, I think: Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.
Preface
„I am interested in madness. I believe it is the biggest thing in the human race, and the most constant.“
— William Saroyan
Context: I am interested in madness. I believe it is the biggest thing in the human race, and the most constant. How do you take away from a man his madness without also taking away his identity? Are we sure it is desirable for a man's spirit not to be at war with itself, or that it is better to be serene and ready to go to dinner than to be excited and unwilling to stop for a cup of coffee, even?
Short Drive, Sweet Chariot (1966)
