Annie Dillard Quotes About Mothers

Quotes about: Mothers

• So the Midwest nourishes us [...] and presents us with the spectacle of a land and a people completed and certain. And so we run to our bedrooms and read in a fever, and love the big hardwood trees outside the windows, and the terrible Midwest summers, and the terrible Midwest winters [...]. And so we leave it sorrowfully, having grown strong and restless by opposing with all our will and mind and muscle its simple, loving, single will for us: that we stay, that we stay and find a place among its familiar possibilities. Mother knew we would go; she encouraged us.

  Annie Dillard

  Summer, Mother, Running

• I used to have a cat, an old fighting tom, who would jump through the open window by my bed in the middle of the night and land on my chest. I'd half-awaken. He'd stick his skull under my nose and purr, stinking of urine and blood. Some nights he kneaded my bare chest with his front paws, powerfully, arching his back, as if sharpening his claws, or pummeling a mother for milk. And some mornings I'd wake in daylight to find my body covered with paw prints in blood; I looked as though I'd been painted with roses.

  Annie Dillard

  Mother, Morning, Cat

  Annie Dillard (2009). “Pilgrim at Tinker Creek”, p.3, Harper Collins

• Our family was on the lunatic fringe. My mother was always completely irrepressible. My father made crowd noises into a microphone.

  Annie Dillard

  Mother, Father, Crowds

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