Patti Smith, fully Patricia Lee "Patti" Smith

Patti
Smith, fully Patricia Lee "Patti" Smith
1946

American Writer, Poet, Recording Artist, Singer-Songwriter and Visual Artist

Author Quotes

We learned we wanted too much. We could only give from the perspective of who we were and what we had. Apart, we were able to see with even greater clarity that we didn?t want to be without each other.

What is the soul? What color is it? I suspected my soul, being mischievous, might slip away while I was dreaming and fail to return. I did my best not to fall asleep, to keep it inside of me where it belonged.

Within that moment was trust, compassion, and our mutual sense of irony. He was carrying death within him and I was carrying life. We were both aware of that, I know.

We never had any children, he said ruefully. Our work was our children.

What matters is the work: the string of words propelled by God becoming a poem, the weave of color and graphite scrawled upon a sheet that magnifies His motion. To achieve within the work a perfect balance of faith and execution. From this state of mind becomes a light, life-charged.

Words are just rules and regulations to me.

We promised that we'd never leave one another again, until we both knew we were ready to stand on our own. And this vow, through everything we were yet to go through, we kept.

What will happen to us? I asked. There will always be us, he answered.

Writing is not some quiet, closet act.

We tried not to age, but time had its rage.

When I stopped performing for 16 years and lived in Michigan and was married and raising my children, I wrote about four or five books. I haven't published them. I just haven't gotten around to it for several reasons.

Yet you could feel a vibration in the air, a sense of hastening. It had started with the moon, inaccessible poem that it was. Now men had walked upon it, rubber treads on a pearl of the gods. Perhaps it was an awareness of time passing, the last summer of the decade. Sometimes I just wanted to raise my hands and stop. But stop what? Maybe just growing up.

We used to laugh at our small selves, saying that I was a bad girl trying to be good and that he was a good boy trying to be bad. Through the years these roles would reverse, then reverse again, until we came to accept our dual natures. We contained opposing principles, light and dark.

When I was in high school, to me being a model was the heaviest. It was the logical extension of being an artist's mistress.

You can't carve up the world. It's not a pie.

There were days, rainy gray days, when the streets of Brooklyn were worthy of a photograph, every window the lens of a Leica, the view grainy and immobile. We gathered our colored pencils and sheets of paper and drew like wild, feral children into the night, until, exhausted, we fell into bed. We lay in each other's arms, still awkward but happy, exchanging breathless kisses into sleep.

We wanted, it seemed, what we already had, a lover and a friend to create with, side by side. To be loyal, yet be free.

When I was young, all I wanted was to write books and be an artist.

You can't, he said. It's like drumming. If you miss a beat, you create another.

There's always new stuff, that's for sure.

We went our separate ways, but within walking distance of one another.

When I was young, I knew William Burroughs really well. And William's secret desire, which he never quite did, was to write a straightforward detective novel.

Your work, coming from a fluid source, can be traced to the naked song of your youth. You spoke then of holding hands with God. Remember, through everything, you have always held that hand, grip it hard, Robert, and don't let go.

These are the times, the times of our own, these are the shapes the world we formed.

We were a crew of misfits, even within the liberal terrain of an art school. We often joked that we were a ?losers? salon.?

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First Name
Patti
Last Name
Smith, fully Patricia Lee "Patti" Smith
Birth Date
1946
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American Writer, Poet, Recording Artist, Singer-Songwriter and Visual Artist