Joy Harjo Quotes

• 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

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• 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

  Joy Harjo (2004). “How We Became Human: New and Selected Poems 1975-2002”, p.42, W. W. Norton & Company

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• 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, Poetry, Answers

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• Remember that you are all people and that all people are you.

  Joy Harjo

  Inspirational, Life, Equality

  "Remember". Poem by Joy Harjo, 1981.

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• 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

  "Joy Harjo's 'Crazy Brave' Path To Finding Her Voice". "Talk of the Nation" with Neal Conan, www.npr.org. July 9, 2012.

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• True power does not amass through the pain and suffering of others.

  Joy Harjo

  Inspirational, Pain, Suffering Of Others

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• There is no poetry where there are no mistakes.

  Joy Harjo

  Error

  Joy Harjo (2001). “A Map to the Next World: Poems and Tales”, p.81, W. W. Norton & Company

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• 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

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• Remember that you are this universe and that this universe is you.

  Joy Harjo

  Remember, Universe

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• My generation is now the door to memory. That is why I am remembering.

  Joy Harjo

  Memories, Doors, Generations

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• Siempre he tenido la teoría de que algunos nacemos con terminaciones nerviosas más largas que nuestro cuerpo...

  Joy Harjo

  Funny, Humorous, Musician

  Joy Harjo (1990). “In Mad Love and War”, p.21, Wesleyan University Press

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• 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

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• 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 Woman Who Fell From the Sky". Book by Joy Harjo, www.npr.org. 1994.

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• I know I walk in and out of several worlds each day.

  Joy Harjo

  Each Day, World, Walks

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• 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

  FaceBook post by Joy Harjo from Mar 05, 2013

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• 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

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• Es la memoria la que da ímpetu al corazón, alimenta el cerebro e impulsa la planta de maíz de la semilla al fruto.

  Joy Harjo

  Memories, Heart, Brain

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• I was born with eyes that can never close.

  Joy Harjo

  Eye, Born

  "Crazy Brave: A Memoir". Book by Joy Harjo, www.npr.org. July 9, 2012.

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

  Joy Harjo

  Dying, Alive, I Am Alive

  "I Give You Back". Poem by Joy Harjo,

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• 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

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

  Joy Harjo

  Believe, Poetry, I Believe

  Joy Harjo, Laura Coltelli (1996). “The spiral of memory: interviews”, Univ of Michigan Pr

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• 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

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• 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

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• 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

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• 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

  Joy Harjo (2004). “How We Became Human: New and Selected Poems 1975-2002”, p.144, W. W. Norton & Company

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