Top 350 Louise Erdrich Quotes (2026 Update)
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151. “White people covered the earth like lice.”

— Louise Erdrich

152. “When small towns find they cannot harm the strangest of their members, when eccentrics show resilience, they are eventually embraced and even cherished.”

— Louise Erdrich

153. “Who but an NDN would know that some days truth is a ghost who shouts in the voice of no one in particular and other days it is a secret nostalgia poured into the coffee cups of the living?”

— Louise Erdrich

154. “Whenever he thought he knew the truth it merged into another truth.”

— Louise Erdrich

155. “The whole time we made love, in deepening light, we watched each other’s faces as the expressions came and went. We saw the pleasure and the tenderness. We saw the helplessness deepen. We saw the need that was a beautiful sickness between us.”

— Louise Erdrich

156. “The music was more than music – at least what we are used to hearing. The music was feeling itself. The sound connected instantly with something deep and joyous.”

— Louise Erdrich

157. “For me, this is old. I probably know what is happening better than he does because I’ve tried over and over to wreck myself on another human, and always failed. I fail now. For it seems that my sorrow is deep in my bones and I’d have to break every single one to let it out.”

— Louise Erdrich

158. “They were so strong in their beliefs that there came a time when it hardly mattered what exactly those beliefs were; they all fused into a single stubbornness.”

— Louise Erdrich

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159. “The snow fell deeper that Easter than it had in forty years, but June walked over it like water and came home.”

— Louise Erdrich

160. “I don’t know why they want me here on earth, the little rocks. I don’t know why they care about me as they do. I only know that by the time I reached the tree I had no choice but to fling the rope away from myself. I turned back, my fingers rubbing the little agate. All the way back to the store not a single rock slipped underfoot.”

— Louise Erdrich

161. “Minute by minute, a day passed.”

— Louise Erdrich

162. “The worst kind of loneliness gripped him. The kind you feel alongside another person.”

— Louise Erdrich

163. “A newborn baby has a powerful effect on character. But so does a toddler. A child. A preteen. A teenager. A mother changes with every stage. Some stages are within a mother’s skill set. Some stages are like being told to scale a cliff using a rope attached to nothing.”

— Louise Erdrich

164. “It was as though her soul were neatly removed by a drinking straw and siphoned into the green pool of quiet that lay beneath the rippling cascade of notes.”

— Louise Erdrich

165. “I have always kept notebooks and I go back to them over and over. They are my compost pile of ideas.”

— Louise Erdrich

166. “You can’t assimilate Indian ghosts. It’s too late!”

— Louise Erdrich

167. “Can you stop your mother from singing to you? Who would do such a thing?”

— Louise Erdrich

168. “I love plants. For the longest time I thought that they died without pain. But of course after I had argued with Mary she showed me clippings on how plants went into shock when pulled up by their roots, and even uttered something indescribable, like panic, a drawn-out vowel only registered on special instruments. Still, I love their habit of constant return. I don’t like cut flowers. Only the ones that grow in the ground.”

— Louise Erdrich

169. “Juggie Blue: We don’t want to leave our homes We are poor, but even poor people can love their land. You do not need money to love your home.”

— Louise Erdrich

170. “Where are we bound? Is it any different, in fact, from where we were going in the first place? Perhaps all of creation from the coddling moth to the elephant was just a grandly detailed thought that God was engrossed in elaborating upon, when suddenly God fell asleep. We are an idea, then. Maybe God has decided that we are not an idea worth thinking anymore.”

— Louise Erdrich

171. “It kills your writing if you try to manipulate it with crude politics.”

— Louise Erdrich

172. “A woman’s body is the gate to this life. A man’s body is the gate to the next life.”

— Louise Erdrich

173. “There was the unspeakable neatness of military preparation for violence.”

— Louise Erdrich

174. “Now that she was conscious there was no end to her questions and exclamations, for Dot was a born traveler, meant to go places, unlike us.”

— Louise Erdrich

175. “It’s impossible to write about Native life without humor-that’s how people maintain sanity.”

— Louise Erdrich

176. “He always had trouble opening his heart. Tonight it was stuck again. It was a wooden chest secured by locked iron bands. An army duffel, rusted zipper. Kitchen cupboards glued shut. Tabernacle. Desk. Closet. He had to wedge apart doors, lift covers. He was always disappointed to find a drab or menacing interior. To make a welcoming place of his heart was mentally slippery work. Sometimes cleaning was involved, rearrangements. He had to dust. He had to throw out old junk to make room.”

— Louise Erdrich

177. “Money helps, though not so much as you think when you don’t have it.”

— Louise Erdrich

178. “Love. The black hook. The spear singing through the mind.”

— Louise Erdrich

179. “Just as he dropped with a jerk into the pit of unconsciousness, he thought how odd it was that he was falling asleep in his sleep. When he entered the dream that he was dreaming, later, it was a dream within the dream he dreamed originally when he lay down in his bed.”

— Louise Erdrich

180. “The heavy winds couldn’t blow her off course. She continued. Even when her heart clenched and her skin turned crackling cold it didn’t matter, because the pure and naked part of her went on.”

— Louise Erdrich

181. “I am part of what she thinks is her illness, a symptom of which she thinks she has been cured. She, on the other hand, is what I was looking for.”

— Louise Erdrich

182. “Only when you are secure enough not to fear immediate survival can you display creative intelligence in anything you do.”

— Louise Erdrich

183. “He was not all good, would never be; yet there were slender threads of okay.”

— Louise Erdrich

184. “I put my hand on my chest and closed my eyes. I have a dinosaur heart, cold, massive, indestructible, a thick meaty red. And I have a glass heart, tiny and pink, that can be shattered. The glass heart belongs to Pollux. There was a ping. To my surprise, it had developed a minute crack, nearly invisible. But it was there, and it hurt.”

— Louise Erdrich

185. “We have these earthly bodies. We don’t know what they want. Half the time, we pretend they are under our mental thumb, but that is the illusion of the healthy and the protected. Of sedate lovers. For the body has emotions it conceives and carries through without concern for anyone or anything else. Love is one of those, I guess. Going back to something very old knit into the brain as we were growing. Hopeless. Scorching. Ordinary.”

— Louise Erdrich

186. “Hildegarde stood, scratched her nose, an act for which she must later say a penance.”

— Louise Erdrich

187. “Soon she cried and farted herself to sleep.”

— Louise Erdrich

188. “She was a woman of reserve.”

— Louise Erdrich

189. “They dance together in a line, murmuring in swift, low voices, smiling carefully as they are too proud to give away their beauty. They are light steppers with a gravity of sure grace.”

— Louise Erdrich

190. “Nector got even by the use of penmanship.”

— Louise Erdrich

191. “I imagined myself in some way defined by my relation to another creature.”

— Louise Erdrich

192. “Exactly right – folded quietly and knitted in right along with the working DNA there is a shadow self. This won’t surprise poets. We carry our own genetic doubles, at least in part.”

— Louise Erdrich

193. “As animals subject to the laws of earth, we think time is experience. But time is more a substance, like air, only of course not air. It is in fact a holy element.”

— Louise Erdrich

194. “She compares the deepest wells of depression to gestation, to a time enclosed, a secluded lightlessness in which, unknown and unforced, we grow.”

— Louise Erdrich

195. “I think one of the reasons to be here on earth is to finally be who we are, at all times – to know and be predictable to ourselves.”

— Louise Erdrich

196. “I truly think that you can’t go and stalk your material, you have to leave the door open and whatever chooses you, chooses you. You can’t go and wrestle it to the ground.”

— Louise Erdrich

197. “They’d built that place to keep their people together and to ask for mercy from the Creator, since justice was so sketchily applied on earth. Hinsdale.”

— Louise Erdrich

198. “So I was, like most artists, deformed by my art.”

— Louise Erdrich

199. “The contents of a house can trigger all sorts of revisions to family history.”

— Louise Erdrich

200. “Funny how often the Will of God puts a dollar in a pocket, said Dr. Ames.”

— Louise Erdrich