Joy Harjo famous quotes

I've always had a theory that some of us are born with nerve endings longer than our bodies
-- Joy Harjo

#Nerves #Body #Born

My generation is now the door to memory. That is why I am remembering.
-- Joy Harjo

#Memories #Doors #Generations

If you do not answer the noise and urgency of your gifts, they will turn on you. Or drag you down with their immense sadness at being abandoned.
-- Joy Harjo

#Sadness #Answers #Noise

It is memory that provides the heart with impetus, fuels the brain, and propels the corn plant from seed to fruit.
-- Joy Harjo

#Memories #Heart #Brain

Remember that you are all people and that all people are you.
-- Joy Harjo

#People #Remember

But come here, Fear. / I am alive! / And you are so afraid / of dying.
-- Joy Harjo

#Dying #Alive #I Am Alive

A story matrix connects all of us. There are rules, processes, and circles of responsibility in this world. And the story begins exactly where it is supposed to begin. We cannot skip any part.
-- Joy Harjo

#Responsibility #Circles #Stories

There is no poetry where there are no mistakes.
-- Joy Harjo

#Mistake

It's important as a writer to do my art well and do it in a way that is powerful and beautiful and meaningful, so that my work regenerates the people, certainly Indian people, and the earth and the sun. And in that way we all continue forever.
-- Joy Harjo

#Beautiful #Meaningful #Art

I can hear the sizzle of newborn stars, and know anything of meaning, of the fierce magic emerging here. I am witness to flexible eternity, the evolving past, and I know we will live forever, as dust or breath in the face of stars, in the shifting pattern of winds.
-- Joy Harjo

#Stars #Past #Dust

Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their families, their histories too. Talk to them, listen to them. They are alive poems.
-- Joy Harjo

#Animal #Tree #Alive

I believe that poets have to be inside their poems somewhere, or the poem won't work.
-- Joy Harjo

#Believe #Poetry #I Believe

I have more questions than answers in this world as do most poets and writers. The field of memory we exist in is absolutely encompassing and is both a question and answer. It is memory that provides the heart with impetus, fuels the brain, and propels the corn plant from seed to fruit.
-- Joy Harjo

#Memories #Heart #Brain

Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table, while we are laughing and crying, eating of the last sweet bite.
-- Joy Harjo

#Sweet #Laughing #Kitchen

The saxophone is so human. Its tendency is to be rowdy, edgy, talk too loud, bump into people, say the wrong words at the wrong time, but then, you take a breath all the way from the center of the earth and blow. All that heartache is forgiven. All that love we humans carry makes a sweet, deep sound and we fly a little.
-- Joy Harjo

#Sweet #Blow #People

I spoke with the crows before leaving for Los Angeles. They were the resident storytellers whose strident and insistent voices added the necessary dissonance for color. They had cousins in California, and gave me their names and addresses, told me to look them up. They warned me, too, what they had heard about attitude there. And they were right. Attitude was thick, hung from the would-be's and has-beens and think-they-ares, so thick that I figured it was the major source of the smog.
-- Joy Harjo

#Cousin #Attitude #Thinking

My father told me that some voices are so true they can be used as weapons, can maneuver the weather, change time. He said that a voice that powerful can walk away from the singer if it is shamed. After my father left us, I learned that some voices can deceive you. There is a top layer and there is a bottom, and they don't match.
-- Joy Harjo

#Powerful #Father #Weather

My sister accommodates me, never reproaches me with her doctrine, never tries to change me. She accepts and loves me, despite our differences.
-- Joy Harjo

#Differences #Trying #And Love

There is no separation. We are all from the same place. As long as there is respect and acknowledgement of connections, things continue working. When that stops we all die.
-- Joy Harjo

#Long #Connections #Separation

The woman hanging from the 13th floor window on the east side of Chicago is not alone...She is all the women of the apartment building who stand watching her, watching themselves.
-- Joy Harjo

#Suicidal #Sides #Chicago

At least I've had to come to that in my life, to realize that this stuff called failure, this stuff, this debris of historical trauma, family trauma, you know, stuff that can kill your spirit, is actually raw material to make things with and to build a bridge. You can use those materials to build a bridge over that which would destroy you.
-- Joy Harjo

#Bridges #Historical #Stuff

If we cry more tears we will ruin the land with salt; instead let's praise that which would distract us with despair. Make a song for death, a song for yellow teeth and bad breath
-- Joy Harjo

#Song #Land #Yellow

My house is the red earth . . . .
-- Joy Harjo

#House #Earth #Red

Because Music is a language that lives in the spiritual realms, we can hear it, we can notate it and create it, but we cannot hold it in our hands
-- Joy Harjo

#Spiritual #Hands #Language

Remember that you are this universe and that this universe is you.
-- Joy Harjo

#Remember #Universe

True power does not amass through the pain and suffering of others.
-- Joy Harjo

#Pain #Suffering #Doe

In Isleta the rainbow was a crack in the universe. We saw the barest of all life that is possible. Bright horses rolled over and over the dusking sky.
-- Joy Harjo

#Horse #Sky #Rainbow

Someone accompanies every soul from the other side when it enters this place. Usually it is an ancestor with whom that child shares traits and gifts
-- Joy Harjo

#Children #Soul #Sides

I was born with eyes that can never close...
-- Joy Harjo

#Eye #Born

I listen to the gunfire we cannot hear, and begin this journey with the light of knowing the root of my own furious love.
-- Joy Harjo

#Journey #Light #Roots