But this is what we do: we dream on, and our dreams escape us almost as vividly as we can imagine them. That's what happens, like it or not.
Bill is a writer, but he writes in the first-person voice in a style that is tell-all confessional; in fact, his fiction sounds as much like a memoir as he can make it sound.
As it was, things went from bad to worse, as they often will when amateurs are involved in an activity that they perform in bad temper – or in a hurry.
As a self-described Guadalupe girl, Lupe was sensitive to Guadalupe being overshadowed by the Mary Monster. Lupe not only meant that Mary was the most dominant of the Catholic Church’s stable of virgi...
Anyone can be sentimental about the nativity; any fool can feel like a Christian at Christmas. But Easter is the main event; if you don’t believe in the resurrection, you’re not a believer.If you don’...
And maybe it was fair; if a book was any good, it was a slap in the face to someone.
Amy Martin (ladysky) and Daniel Baciagalupo had a month to spend on Charlotte Turner's island in Georgian Bay; it was their wilderness way of getting to know each other before their life together in T...
A woman half dressed seemed to have some power, but a man was simply not as handsome as when he was naked, and not as secure as when he was clothed.
A book feels true when it feels true, she said to him, impatiently. A book's true when you can say, 'Yeah! That's just how damn people behave all the time.
The demands of writing and of real life are not always similar.
Nearly everything seems a letdown after a writer has finished writing something.
. .There are moments when time does stop. We must be alert enough to notice such moments . . .
You shouldn’t guess about someone’s past; if you don’t see any evidence of it, a person’s past remains unknown to you.)
До конца моих дней у меня останется ощущение, что я держу Чиппера Доува под мышки, и его ноги висят в нескольких дюймах над Седьмой авеню. Ничего больше с ним и нельзя было сделать — только поставить...
В любой сказке, когда ты думаешь, что уже выбрался из леса, оказывается, что ты в еще более глухом лесу; только ты начинаешь думать, что лес уже позади, выясняется, что ты по-прежнему .
We don’t enjoy giving directions in New Hampshire—we tend to think that if you don’t know where you’re going, you don’t belong where you are. In Canada, we give directions more freely—to anywhere, to...
Traduced
Though there was nothing wrong with Garp’s hands – they just seemed to be clumsy at masturbation. ‘Garp!
The public entertainment of any period distinguishing the period as clearly as its so-called politics,
He had seen his share of heroes, too. Major Rawls never knew everything that Owen had known; the major knew only that Owen had been a hero—he didn’t know that Owen Meany had been a miracle, too. There...