# Nicole Krauss

- Quotes: 13
- Author page: https://www.leafyquotes.com/nicole-krauss

## Books

- [The History of Love](https://www.leafyquotes.com/nicole-krauss/the-history-of-love.md) — 13 quotes

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> Sometimes I forget that the world is not on the same schedule as I. That everything is not dying, or that if it is dying it will return to life, what with a little sun and the usual encouragement.

p. 349

> The words of our childhood became strangers to us- we couldn't use them in the same way and so we chose not to use them at all. Life demanded a new language.

p. 6

> Even after the only person whose opinion I cared about left on a boat for America, I continued to fill pages with her name.

p. 8

> Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.

p. 11

> These things were lost to oblivion like so much about so many who are born and die without anyone ever taking the time to write it all down.

p. 70

> The little boy I watched throwing pebbles into the empty fountain [...] You could tell that he had too much wisdom for his age. Probably he believed that he wasn't made for this world. I wanted to say to him: If not you, who?

p. 351

> Perhaps that is what it means to be a father- to teach your child to live without you. If so, no one was a greater father than I.

p. 164

> Sometimes I think: I am older than this tree, older than this bench, older than the rain. And yet. I'm not older than the rain. It's been falling for years and after I go it will keep on falling.

p. 349

> “Once upon a time, there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists, in a house that no longer exists, on the edge of a field that no longer exists, where everything was discovered, and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword, a pebble could be a diamond, a tree, a castle. Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived in a house across the field, from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was queen and he was king. In the autumn light her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls, and when the sky grew dark, and they parted with leaves in their hair.

> All I want is not to die on a day when I went unseen.

p. 5

> When I got up again, I'd shed the only part of me that had ever thought I'd find words for even the smallest bit of life.

p. 8

> When I got older I decided I wanted to be a real writer. I tried to write about real things. I wanted to describe the world, because to live in an undescribed world was too lonely.

p. 7