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Miriam Toews Biography

Miriam Toews (/ˈteɪvz/; born 1964) is a Canadian writer, best known for her novels A Complicated Kindness and All My Puny Sorrows. She has won a number of literary prizes including the Governor General's Award for Fiction and the Writers' Trust Engel/Findley Award for body of work. She is also a two-time finalist for the Scotiabank Giller Prize and a two-time winner of the Rogers Writers' Trust Fiction Prize.

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But whatever, we descendants of the Girl Line may not have wealth and proper windows in our drafty homes but at least we have rage and we will build empires with that, gentlemen.

Build, Drafty, Gentleman, Girl, Home, Windows

After that we tried thirty-nine times to stand together on the tube until we finally did. It was fun. I liked the falling part, and holding hangs. Relationships were so easy when all you had to work on was standing up together.

Easy, Fall, Fun, Times, Together

It was the first time that we had sort of articulated our major problem. She wanted to die and I wanted her to live and we were enemies who loved each other.

Enemy, Firsts, Problem, Sort, Time

If you have to end up in the hospital, try to focus all your pain in your heart rather than your head.

Focus, Heart, Hospital, Pain

Conversing with children is a fine art. . . . An art form that demands large amounts of both honesty and misdirection. Or maybe discretion is a better word.

Art, Children, Conversing, Honesty, Maybe

Perhaps depression is caused by asking oneself too many unanswerable questions.

Asking, Caused, Depression, Oneself, Perhaps

I learned another thing, which is that just because someone is eating the ashes of your protagonist doesn't mean you stop telling the story.

Ashes, Eating, Mean, Stories

I had a thought, on the way home from the rock field, that the things we don't know about a person are the things that make them human, and it made me feel sad to think that, but sad in that reassuring way that some sadness has, a sadness that says welcome home in twelve different languages.

Home, Sadness, Says, Think, Thinking, Welcome

Life being what it is, one dreams not of revenge. One just dreams.

Dream, Dreams, Just A Dream, Life, Revenge

It bothered me in a kind of Charles Manson way to have a brown smear of blood on my wall but I also liked it because every time I looked at it I was reminded that I was, at that very moment, not bleeding from my face. And those are powerful words of hope, really.

Blood, Bothered, Liked, Looked, Powerful, Wall

But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief.

Buzz, Cheap, Grief, High, Mushrooms, Weed

I love road trips. You get into this Zen rhythm; throw sense of time out the window.

Rhythm, Road Trip, Sense, Time, Window

There are no windows within the dark house of depression through which to see others, only mirrors.

Dark, Depression, House, Mirrors, See, Windows

Her faith in a loving and forgiving God is strong, but she worships laughter.

Forgiving God, God, Laughter, Strong, Worships

A few weeks ago my uncle came over to borrow my dad's socket set and when he asked my dad how he was my dad said oh unexceptional. Living quietly with my disappointments. And how are you

Dad, Disappointment, Said, Set, Uncles

It's raining questions around here. A person could drown in them.

Drown, Person, Persons, Questions, Rain, Raining

Things shouldn't hinge on so very little. Sneeze and you're highway carnage. Remove one tiny stone and you're an avalanche statistic. But I guess if you can die without ever understanding how it happened then you can also live without a complete understanding of how. And in a way that's kind of relaxing.

Complete, Die, Happened, Life, Stones, Understanding

. . . and I put on "All My Love" and watched the sun rise yet again and thought thank you Robert Plant for all your love but do you have anymore?

Love, Plant, Rise, Sun, Sun Rise, Thank

I wondered if it was possible to donate my body to science before I was actually dead. I wondered if a disease were to be named after me what the symptoms would be.

Actually, Body, Disease, Donate, Wondered, Would Be