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Ocean Vuong

All Quotes by Ocean Vuong

“Some people say history moves in a spiral, not the line we have come to expect. We travel through time in a circular trajectory, our distance increasing from an epicenter only to return again, one circle removed.”
— Ocean Vuong
“If we ever make it to shore, he says, I will name our son after this water. I will learn to love a monster”
— Ocean Vuong
“But why can't the language for creativity be the language of regeneration? You killed that poem, we say. You're a killer. You came into that novel guns blazing. I am hammering this paragraph, I am banging them out, we say. I owned that workshop. I shut it down. I crushed them. We smashed the competition. I'm wrestling with the muse. The state, where people live, is a battleground state. The audience a target audience. "Good for you, man" a man once said to me at a party, "you're making a killing with poetry. You're knockin' em dead.”
— Ocean Vuong
“A page, turning, is a wing lifted with no twin, and therefore no flight. And yet we are moved.”
— Ocean Vuong
“The most beautiful part of your body”
— Ocean Vuong
“What were you before you met me?"”
— Ocean Vuong
“I’ll tell you how we’re wrong enough to be forgiven. How one night, after backhanding mother, then taking a chain saw to the kitchen table, my father went to kneel in the bathroom until we heard his muffled cries through the walls. & so I learned—that a man in climax was the closest thing”
— Ocean Vuong
“Don't we touch each other just to prove we're still here?”
— Ocean Vuong
“I was a boy, which meant I was a murderer of my childhood.”
— Ocean Vuong
“I think that might not have been enough, were it not for me being my family ’s only hope. Because they were also dying, in a different way: financially, mentally. And I thought, I can’t die. Literally I can’t die.”
— Ocean Vuong
“This book is as much a coming-of-age story as it is a coming-of-art. I would say that I begin with the voices of those I care for, family or otherwise, and follow them until they drop off, until I have to create them in order to hear them. My writing is an echo. In this way, On Earth is not so much a novel, but the ghost of a novel. That’s the hope anyway.”
— Ocean Vuong