Susan Alexie died of tuberculosis on August 30, 1945. I don’t know why the exact date of her death is not on her gravestone. Perhaps it had been about money. Those extra letters and numbers might have been too expensive. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I could write “I don’t know” one million times and publish that as my memoir. And, yes, it would be repetitive, experimental, and more metaphor than history, but it would also be emotionally accurate.

— Sherman Alexie

Sherman Alexie Quotes

Why don’t you call somebody with the Coeur d’Alene tribe? A historian or somebody? Or be really crazy and ask one of our cousins what they know.” “I can’t,” I said. “I’m too embarrassed to let them know how much I don’t know.” “They’re sure gonna.

— Sherman Alexie

Grief is a plastic surgeon.

— Sherman Alexie

God, I wanted to be forgiven, but an apology offered to a dead man is only a selfish apology to yourself.

— Sherman Alexie

Well, you should be more careful where you drive,” the officer said. “You’re making people nervous. You don’t fit the profile of the neighborhood.” I wanted to tell him that I didn’t really fit the profile of the country but I knew it would just get me into trouble.

— Sherman Alexie

Self-preservation was my religion.

— Sherman Alexie

I am a zero on the rez. And if you subtract zero from zero, you still have zero. So what’s the point of subtracting when the answer is always the same?

— Sherman Alexie

I’d wanted to say something epic and honest. But epics are rarely honest, and honesty should never be epic.

— Sherman Alexie

I don’t grieve everybody that I have lost.

— Sherman Alexie

It’s not like anybody’s going to notice if you go away,” he said. “So you might as well gut it out.” Isn’t.

— Sherman Alexie

How many books do you have here?” Corliss asked. “Two million, one hundred thousand, and eleven,” the librarian said proudly, but Corliss was frightened. What happens to the world when that many books go unread? And what happens to the unread authors of those unread books?

— Sherman Alexie

But mostly it feels sad, often hopeless, and hot with loneliness.

— Sherman Alexie

I stupidly hoped that time would stand still if I stayed still.

— Sherman Alexie

Man, I’ve always cried too easily. I cry when I’m happy or sad. I cry when I’m angry. I cry because I’m crying. It’s weak. It’s the opposite of warrior.

— Sherman Alexie

He’s a big, goofy dreamer, too, just like me. He likes to pretend he lives inside the comic books. I guess a fake life inside a cartoon is a lot better than his real life. So I draw cartoons to make him happy, to give him other worlds to live inside. I draw his dreams. And he only talks about his dreams with me. And I only talk about my dreams with him.

— Sherman Alexie

I want all kinds of strangers to love me. The Indian horses screamed.

— Sherman Alexie

The old Indian women dipped wooden spoons into stews and stirred and stirred. The stews made of random vegetables and commodity food, of failed dreams and predictable tears.

— Sherman Alexie

Silence was his short bow and quiver of arrows.

— Sherman Alexie

If you weren’t good for making food, shelter, or babies, then you were tossed out on your own.

— Sherman Alexie

I made a list of my favorite books: 1. The Grapes of Wrath 2. Catcher in the Rye 3. Fat Kid Rules the World 4. Tangerine 5. Feed 6. Catalyst 7. Invisible Man 8. Fools Crow 9. Jar of Fools.

— Sherman Alexie

Be Still, be still, she would say between her teeth, but Arnold loved his body too much to remain still.

— Sherman Alexie
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