Come here, he asks. The idea of making it while the churches are full excites him. No, Ruth says. She is really a little sore. His believing in God grates against her.
Back From VacationBack from vacation, the barber announces,or the postman, or the girl at the drugstore, now tan.They are amazed to find the workaday worldstill in place, their absence having slipped...
A morning later, Nancy described her first dream, the first remembered dream of her life. She and Judy Thorne were on a screened porch, catching ladybugs. Judy caught one with one spot on its back and...
Gutenberg (hesitantly): Perhaps the book, like God, is an idea some men will cling to. The revolution of print pursued a natural course. Like a river, print flowed to its readers, and the cheapness of...
The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding.
Последното, което човек може да направи, е да отиде на разстрел поне на собствените си два крака.
When the first blooms came they were like the single big flower Oriental prostitutes wear on the sides of their heads…But when the hemispheres of blossom appear in crowds they remind him of nothing so...
What is the past, after all, but a vast sheet of darkness in which a few moments, pricked apparently at random, shine?
We all dream, and we all stand aghast at the mouth of the caves of our deaths; and this is our way in. into the nether world
The substance of fictional architecture is not bricks and mortar but evanescent consciousness. Sometimes, therefore, a door opens onto a hallway impossibly, and the placement of our heating ducts and...
The farther he drives the more he feels some great confused system, Baltimore now instead of Philadelphia, reaching for him.
The eddies his breath set in motion were destroying the smoke sculptures I was erecting. The pipestem was warm on my lower lip and I thought of lip cancer. I often think about how I will die, what dis...
Somehow Rabbit can’t tear his attention from where the ball should have gone, the little ideal napkin of clipped green pinked with a pretty flag.
It comes to him: growth is betrayal. There is no other route. There is no arriving somewhere without leaving somewhere.
I drive my car to supermarket,The way I take is superhigh,A superlot is where I park it,And Super Suds are what I buy.Supersalesmen sell me tonic -Super-Tone-O, for Relief.The planes I ride are supers...
How many more, I must ask myself,such perfect ends of Augusts will I witness?
He wants to feel good, he always used to feel good at every turning of the year, every vacation or end of vacation, every new sheet on the calendar: but his adult life has proved to have no seasons, o...
He showed the world what can be done against the odds, against a superpower. He showed -- and this is where Vietnam and Iraq come in, that in a war between an imperialist occupier and the people who a...
For supper Jill cooks a filet of sole, lemony, light, simmered in sunshine, skin flaky brown; Nelson gets a hamburger with wheatgerm sprinkled on it to remind him of a Nutburger. Wheatgerm, zucchini,...
Die christliche Sitte, träge aufrecht dazusitzen wie bei einer Unterhaltungsveranstaltung, deutet darauf hin, dass Gott als Unterhaltungskünstler gilt, der von der Bühne entfernt und durch eine andere...