Born: 1937-06-04
Profession: Author
Nation: American
Biography of Robert Fulghum
No. I was an only child.
Tags: ChildTo be human is to keep rattling the bars of the cage of existence, hollering, 'What's it for?'
Tags: Existence, Human, KeepThe world does not need tourists who ride by in a bus clucking their tongues. The world as it is needs those who will love it enough to change it, with what they have, where they are.
Tags: Change, Enough, LoveAny fool can make enough money to survive. It's another thing to keep yourself consistently entertained. It's a lot of work, and a lot of fun, to make a life.
Tags: Life, Money, WorkI believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge. That myth is more potent than history. That dreams are more powerful than facts. That hope always triumphs over experience. That laughter is the only cure for grief. And I believe that love is stronger than death.
Tags: Dreams, Hope, LoveIf you want an interesting party sometime, combine cocktails and a fresh box of crayons for everyone.
Tags: Everyone, PartyDon't worry that children never listen to you; worry that they are always watching you.
Tags: Children, Listen, WorryIt will be a great day when our schools have all the money they need, and our air force has to have a bake-sale to buy a bomber.
Tags: Force, Great, MoneyBe aware of wonder. Live a balanced life - learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
Tags: Dance, Life, WorkAnd it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world it is best to hold hands and stick together.
Tags: Best, Together, TrueI've always thought anyone can make money. Making a life worth living, that's the real test.
Tags: Life, Money, RealAll I really need to know... I learned in kindergarten.
Tags: LearnedI fear the boredom that comes with not learning and not taking chances.
Tags: Boredom, Fear, LearningIf you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you got a problem. Everything else is inconvenience.
Tags: Else, Fire, ProblemI believe it is in my nature to dance by virtue of the beat of my heart, the pulse of my blood and the music in my mind.
Tags: Mind, Music, NatureMy goal now is to dance all the dances as long as I can, and then to sit down contented after the last elegant tango some sweet night and pass on because there wasn't another dance left in me.
Tags: After, Goal, NightI believe in dancing.
Tags: DancingI don't think there is a hidden purpose to the universe that you have to puzzle out.
Tags: Hidden, Purpose, UniverseShare everything. Don't take things that aren't yours. Put things back where you found them.
Tags: Found, Put, ShareChildren are sent to school to be civilized, to learn to be part of the social enterprise.
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I've always made a clear distinction between making a life and making a living.
Tags: Between, Life, LivingI always knew mum loved me - tough, look-after-yourself love, as if she knew she wouldn't always be there.
Tags: Love, She, ToughIn ways I don't entirely have the words for, an experience, thought or a lesson isn't real for me until I've written down.
Tags: Experience, Real, WordsI am becoming increasingly difficult to please as a reader, but I adore being surprised by a really wonderful book, written by someone I've never heard of before.
Tags: Book, Someone, WonderfulOne of the things about being raised British in Africa is that you get this double whammy of toughness. The continent in place itself made you quite tough. And then you've got this British mother whose entire being rejects 'coddling' in case it makes you too soft. So there's absolutely nothing standing between you and a fairly rough experience.
Tags: Experience, Mother, ToughThe memoirs that have come out of Africa are sometimes startlingly beautiful, often urgent, and essentially life-affirming, but they are all performances of courage and honesty.
Tags: Beautiful, Courage, HonestyThere's a point at which writing a book, or a long article, begins to feel like mental labor, and it's too painful to connect in the world in any real way mid-process. The only way to survive is to write until it is all said and done.
Tags: Book, Real, WritingUntil I read Anne Frank's diary, I had found books a literal escape from what could be the harsh reality around me. After I read the diary, I had a fresh way of viewing the both literature and the world. From then on, I found I was impatient with books that were not honest or that were trivial and frivolous.
Tags: After, Honest, Reality