Choose language

Forgot your password?

Need a Spoofbox account? Create one for FREE!

No subscription or hidden extras

Login


Perhaps swimming was dancing under the water, he thought. To swim under lily pads seeing their green slender stalks wavering as you passed, to swim under upraised logs past schools of sunfish and bluegills, to swim through reed beds past wriggling water snakes and miniature turtles, to swim in small lakes, big lakes, Lake Michigan, to swim in small farm ponds, creeks, rivers, giant rivers where one was swept along easefully by the current, to swim naked alone at night when you were nineteen and so alone you felt like you were choking every waking moment, having left home for reasons more hormonal than rational; reasons having to do with the abstraction of the future and one's questionable place in the world of the future, an absurdity not the less harsh for being so widespread. (from the novella, The Man Who Gave Up His Name)


Jim Harrison


#swimming #home



Quote by Jim Harrison

Read through all quotes from Jim Harrison



About Jim Harrison





Did you know about Jim Harrison?

Wolf: A False Memoir (1971) was the result. You can put off a novel for a while but you can’t not write a poem because that particular muse is not very cooperative. "It’s totally uncontrollable" he says.

Harrison's characters tend to be rural by birth and to have retained some qualities of their agrarian pioneer heritage by dint of their intelligence and some formal education. He has been called "a force of nature" and his work has been compared to that of William Faulkner and Ernest Hemingway.

back to top