“Everything necessary to understand my grandfather lies between two stories: the story of the tiger’s wife, and the story of the deathless man. These stories run like secret rivers through all the other stories of his life – of my grandfather’s days in the army; his great love for my grandmother; the years he spent as a surgeon and a tyrant of the University. One, which I learned after his death, is the story of how my grandfather became a man; the other, which he told to me, is of how he became a child again.”
— Téa Obreht
“…fear and pain are immediate, and that, when they’re gone, we’re left with the concept, but not the true memory–why else…would anyone give birth more than once?”
— Téa Obreht
“In my earliest memory, my grandfather is bald as a stone and he takes me to see the tigers.”
— Téa Obreht
“The forty days of the soul begin on the morning after death.”
— Téa Obreht
“My grandfather would pet the dog, and, in a voice that made him sound like some kind of children’s program puppet, he would say: “You’re a dog! You’re a dog! Where are you? You’re a dog!” and the dog’s tongue would drop out of its mouth and it would start keening. After a few hours of this, I said, “Jesus Grandpa, I get it, he’s a dog,” not knowing that, just a few years later, I would be reminding every dog I met on the street that it was a dog, and asking it where it was.”
— Téa Obreht
“Knowing, above all, that I would come looking, and find what he had left for me, all that remained of The Jungle Book in the pocket of his doctor’s coat, that folder-up, yellowed page torn from the back of the book, with a bristle of thick, coarse hairs clenced inside. Galina, says my grandfather’s handwriting, above and below a child’s drawing of the tiger, who is curved like the blade of a scimitar across the page. Galina, it says, and that is how I know to find him again, in Galina, in the story he hadn’t told me but perhaps wished he had.”
— Téa Obreht
“Grandfather recently died. He died alone on a trip away from home in a town where no one expected him to be”
— Téa Obreht
“– “I once knew a girl who loved tigers so much she almost became one herself.” Because I am little, and my love of tigers comes directly from him, I believe he is talking about me, offering me a fairy tale in which I can imagine myself—and will, for years and years.”
— Téa Obreht
“Believe me, Doctor, if your life ends in suddenness you will be glad it did, and if it does not you will wish it had. You will want suddenness, Doctor.”
— Téa Obreht
“In the end, all you want is someone to long for you when it comes time to put you in the ground.”
— Téa Obreht