Quotes by Jean M. Auel

Life is neither static nor unchanging. With no individuality, there can be no change, no adaptation and, in an inherently changing world, any species unable to adapt is also doomed.

You learn to write by writing, and by reading and thinking about how writers have created their characters and invented their stories. If you are not a reader, dont even think about being a writer.

She loved him, more than she could ever find words for, but this love he felt for her was not quite the same. It wasnt so much stronger, as more demanding, more insistent. As though he feared he would lose that which he had finally won.

The other mammoths were as protective of the dying as they were of newborns, and they gathered around tying to make the fallen one get up. When all was over, they buried the dead ancestor under piles of dirt, grass, leaves, or snow. Mammoths were even known to bury other dead animals, including humans.

Again Creb grunted. It was the usual noncommittal comment used by men when responding to a woman. It carried only enough meaning to indicate the woman had been understood, without acknowledging too much significance in what she said.

You are strong, self-reliant, entirely able to take care of yourself and of me... You are fearless, courageous; you saved my life, nursed me back to health, hunted for my food, provided for my comfort. You dont need me. Yet you make me want to protect you, watch over you, make sure no harm comes to you. I could live with you all my life and never really know you; you have depths it would take many lifetimes to explore. You are wise and ancient... and as fresh and young as a woman as... And you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I love you more than life itself.

You werent being punished. You were waiting for me.

Art was as much in the activity as in the results. Works of art were not just the finished product, but the thought, the action, the process that created them.

They stared at each other, wanting each other, drawn to each other, but their silent shout of love went unheard in the roar of misunderstanding, and the clatter of culturally ingrained beliefs.

A person could resist popular belief and stand up for personal principles, and though there may be consequences, not everything would necessarily be lost. In fact, something important might be gained, if only within oneself.

Science Fiction is not just about the future of space ships travelling to other planets, it is fiction based on science and I am using science as my basis for my fiction, but its the science of prehistory - palaeontology and archaeology - rather than astronomy or physics.

“She loved him, more than she could ever find words for, but this love he felt for her was not quite the same. It wasnt so much stronger, as more demanding, more insistent. As though he feared he would lose that which he had finally won.”

“The other mammoths were as protective of the dying as they were of newborns, and they gathered around tying to make the fallen one get up. When all was over, they buried the dead ancestor under piles of dirt, grass, leaves, or snow. Mammoths were even known to bury other dead animals, including humans.”