Quote #106
We are most alive when we're in love.
More from John Updike
- The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding.
- We do survive every moment, after all, except the last one.
- The stripped and shapely Maple grieves The ghosts of her Departed leaves. The ground is hard, As hard as stone. The year is old, The birds …
- What art offers is space- a certain breathing room for the spirit.
- The ending is where the reader discovers whether he has been reading the same story the writer thought he was writing.
- Writing and rewriting are a constant search for what it is one is saying.
- The crooked little tomato branches, pulpy and pale as if made of cheap green paper, broke under the weight of so much fruit; there was some…
- He left the self-conscious literary demimonde of New York for the quiet infidelities of New England.