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Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Drawing category:
My father was a painter and he taught art. He once said to me, 'I never knew an Indian child who could not draw.' (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Earth category:
Once in his life, a man ought to concentrate his mind upon the remembered earth, I believe. He ought to give himself up to a particular landscape in his experience, to look at it from as many angles as he can, to wonder about it, to dwell upon it. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Imagination category:
We are what we imagine. Our very existence consists in our imagination of ourselves. Our best destiny is to imagine, at least, completely, who and what, and that we are. The greatest tragedy that can befall us is to go unimagined. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Meaning category:
There is a great good in returning to a landscape that has had extraordinary meaning in one's life. It happens that we return to such places in our minds irresistibly. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Nature category:
I am interested in the way that we look at a given landscape and take possession of it in our blood and brain. None of us lives apart from the land entirely; such an isolation is unimaginable. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Poetry category:
As far as I am concerned, poetry is a statement concerning the human condition, composed in verse. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Poetry category:
Sometimes, I think the best kind of poem is one in which there is an acute balance between what is humorous and that which is very serious. That balance is very hard to strike. But it can be done. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Suffering category:
Anything is bearable if you can make a story out of it. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Words category:
Words were medicine; they were magic and invisible. They came from nothing into sound and meaning. They were beyond price; they could neither be bought nor sold. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
Navarre Scott Momaday - From the Writing category:
Writing is not a matter of choice. Writers have to write. It is somehow in their temperament, in the blood, in tradition. (Navarre Scott Momaday)
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