Robert Olmstead

Robert Olmstead (born January 3, 1954) is an award-winning American novelist and educator.

Quotes

America By Land (1993)

• Off in his head, he solved extraordinary problems of mathematics, science, medicine, the humanities. He wrote poetry, saw music. … People have told him, with your IQ you should be a genius. I was a genius and have long since abused myself into a state of average and like it better that way. Now there comes a momentary clearing, a moment of satorial splendor, and then it goes oblique. It fades away like blown dust.^{[specific citation needed]}

Coal Black Horse (2007)

• A person can get used to just about anything if it happens slow enough.^{[specific citation needed]}

• He had experienced the horror that leaves you calm and unafraid, but for her something inside was broken and he did not know if it could be mended. Her life, her horror, he could not tell.^{[specific citation needed]}

• Could this be what people were fighting over, the many possessions that surrounded him? These objects with so much value and so little use? He thought how the sweep of a hand or the lick of a flame and they would be broken and burned. Maybe it was the weak and the fragile and the beautiful that made you the craziest and made you fight the hardest.^{[specific citation needed]}

• Tonight he was too tired to hate and hoped in the morning when he was rested he would hate again.^{[specific citation needed]}

• He decided from that day forever after that there must live a heartless God to let such despair be visited on the earth, or as his father said, a God too tired and no longer capable of doing the work required of him.^{[specific citation needed]}

• It was in these wounded days the beginning of the man he would grow to be. He bore his pain and endured his wound as if a sign he too had been blooded by the madness that’d taken ahold of the land. He no longer shied from people, from the lone riders, from the reenslaved herded South. He no longer feared their presence on the roads and his conversion was believable to him. He had lived and did not die. He was breathing. Still, it was only the beginning and he was not old enough to know these changes, did not even know enough to think this way yet.^{[specific citation needed]}

• Though he had never smelled the death of men before, he knew the smell as if it were a knowledge born into him.^{[specific citation needed]}

• The old man told how he was now worthless and no good to anyone anymore because he was filled with despair, and despair was useless in times such as these. He told him to remain angry, because anger was more useful than despair and would deliver him. But to despair would surely lead to failure and tragedy.^{[specific citation needed]}