Author: Joan Didion

Quotes

Life changes fast. Life changes in the instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends.

Life changes fast. Life changes in the instant. You sit down to dinner and life as you know it ends.

- Joan Didion

Grammar is a piano I play by ear. All I know about grammar is its power.

Grammar is a piano I play by ear. All I know about grammar is its power.

- Joan Didion

New York was no mere city. It was instead an infinitely romantic notion, the mysterious nexus of all love and money and power, the shining and perishable dream itself.

New York was no mere city. It was instead an infinitely romantic notion, the mysterious nexus of all love and money and power, the shining and perishable dream itself.

- Joan Didion

Of course great hotels have always been social ideas, flawless mirrors to the particular societies they service.

Of course great hotels have always been social ideas, flawless mirrors to the particular societies they service.

- Joan Didion

Life changes in the instant. The ordinary instant.

Life changes in the instant. The ordinary instant.

- Joan Didion

To free us from the expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves - there lies the great, singular power of self-respect.

To free us from the expectations of others, to give us back to ourselves - there lies the great, singular power of self-respect.

- Joan Didion

It kills me when people talk about California hedonism. Anybody who talks about California hedonism has never spent a Christmas in Sacramento.

It kills me when people talk about California hedonism. Anybody who talks about California hedonism has never spent a Christmas in Sacramento.

- Joan Didion

The willingness to accept responsibility for one's own life is the source from which self-respect springs.

The willingness to accept responsibility for one's own life is the source from which self-respect springs.

- Joan Didion

Was there ever in anyone's life span a point free in time, devoid of memory, a night when choice was any more than the sum of all the choices gone before?

Was there ever in anyone's life span a point free in time, devoid of memory, a night when choice was any more than the sum of all the choices gone before?

- Joan Didion

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