I've been homesick for countries I've never been, and longed to be where I couldn't be.

John Cheever


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For me a page of good prose is where one hears the rain. A page of good prose is when one hears the noise of battle.... A page of good prose seems to me the most serious dialogue that well-informed and intelligent men and women carry on today in their endeavor to make sure that the fires of this planet burn peaceably.

John Cheever

Stichwörter: fiction prose short-stories



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Long ago when they first invented the atomic bomb people used to worry about its going off and killing everybody, but they didn't know that mankind has enough dynamite right in his guts to tear the fucking plant to pieces.

John Cheever


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I can’t write without a reader. It’s precisely like a kiss—you can’t do it alone.

John Cheever

Stichwörter: readers-and-writers



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Everything outside was elegant and savage and fleshy. Everything inside was slow and cool and vacant. It seemed a shame to stay inside.

John Cheever


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Seated at the table, high in her firmament of gin, she looked critically at her brother and his wife, remembering some real or imagined injustice of her youth, for with any proximity the constellations of some families generate among themselves an asperity that nothing can sweeten.

John Cheever

Stichwörter: family



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I do not understand the capricious lewdness of a sleeping mind.

John Cheever

Stichwörter: mind



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His life was not confined and the delight he took in this observation could not be explained by its suggestion of escape.

John Cheever

Stichwörter: escape-from-the-amish



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He was not a practical joke nor was he a fool but he was determinedly original and had a vague and modest idea of himself as a legendary figure.

John Cheever

Stichwörter: legendary



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You might say that he had lost the gift of evoking the perfumes of life: sea water, the smoke of burning hemlock, and the breasts of women. He had damaged, you might say, the ear's innermost chamber, where we hear the heavy noise of the dragon's tail moving over the dead leaves.

John Cheever


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