The child must have a valuable thing which is called imagination. The child must have a secret world in which live things that never were. It is necessary that she believe. She must start out by belie...
Had to be the dark and muddy waters so that the sun could have something to background its flashing glory.
You took a walk on a Sunday afternoon and came to a nice neighborhood, very refined. You saw a small one of these trees through the iron gate leading to someone's yard and you knew that soon that sect...
You know, a lot of people would think that these stories that you're making up all the time were terrible lies because they are not the truth as people see the truth. In the future, when something com...
Willie tried to enlist in the army and was turned down; whereupon he threw his job, came home, announced that he was a failure, and went to bed. (...) He said he was going to stay in bed and never get...
They lived comfortably and it was a good life they had...happy and full of small adventures.And they were so young and loved each other so much.
The sad thing was in the knowing that all their nerve would get them nowhere in the world and that they were lost as all people in Brooklyn seem lost when the day is nearly over and even though the su...
The pipe came from Sissy’s factory. The factory made a few rubber toys as a blind. It made its big profits from other rubber articles which were bought in whispers.
Tell the truth and write the story.
She told Papa about it. He made her stick out her tongue and he felt her wrist. He shook his head sadly and said,You have a bad case, a very bad case.Of what?Growing up.
SERENE WAS A WORD YOU COULD PUT TO BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.
Oh, magic hour when a child first knows it can read printed words! For quite a while, Francie had been spelling out letters, sounding them and then putting the sounds together to mean a word. But, one...
Oh well, this is only temporary. Everything will be better someday. I'll make it better. After all, I'm young yet.
Johnny had been on earth for thirty-four years. Less than a week ago, he walked on those streets. And now the cup, the ring and two unironed waiter's aprons at home were the only concrete objects left...
It meant that she belonged some place. She was a Brooklyn girl with a Brooklyn name and a Brooklyn accent. She didn't want to change into a bit of this and a bit of that.
Intolerance is a thing that causes war, pogroms, crucifixions, lynchings, and makes people cruel to little children and each other. It is responsible for most of the viciousness, violence, terror, and...
In the future, when something comes up, you tell exactly how it happened but write down for yourself the way you think it should have happened. Tell the truth and write the story. Then you won't get m...
In spite of hard unfamiliar things, there is here—hope. In the old country, a man can be no more than his father, providing he works hard. If his father was a carpenter, he may be a carpenter. He may...
But they’d live. You betcha they’d live, thought Francie grimly. It takes a lot of doing to die.
But she didn't want to recall things. She wanted to live things — or as a compromise, relive rather than reminisce.