God pity the poor novelist.
Steven MillhauserStichwörter: writing
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So imagine a fire going -- wood snapping the way it does when it’s a little green — the wind rattling the windows behind the curtains -- and one of those Chopin melodies that feel like sorrow and ecstasy all mixed together pouring from the keys -- and you have my idea of happiness. Or just reading, reading and lamplight, the sound of pages turning.
And so you dare to be happy.
You do that thing.
You dare.
Stichwörter: life
All words are masks and the lovelier they are, the more they are meant to conceal.
Steven MillhauserEnnui had more distractions far more amusing than the automatons of a watchmaker in Mühlenberg.
Steven MillhauserStichwörter: writing
His ambition was to insert his dreams into the world, and if they were the wrong dreams, then he would dream them in solitude.
Steven MillhauserStichwörter: life
I thought of myself, in those days, as someone in disguise—beneath the obedient son, beneath the straight-A student, the agreeable well-brought-up boy with his friends and his ping-pong and his semiofficial girlfriend, there was another being, restless, elusive, mocking, disruptive, imperious, and this shadowy underself had nothing to do with that other one who laughed with his friends and went to school dances and spent summer afternoons at the beach.
Steven MillhauserI expected no miracles; I wasn't young enough for dreams; I knew in my bones that I couldn't escape my troubles by changing the view from my window.
Steven MillhauserArt, he said, was a controlled madness...He said that books weren't made of themes, which you could write essays about, but of images that inserted themselves into your brain and replaced what you were seeing with your eyes.
Steven MillhauserStichwörter: books
I saw that I was in danger of becoming ordinary, and I understood that from now on I would have to be vigilant.
Steven MillhauserThat afternoon he told me that the difference between human beings and animals was that human beings were able to dream while awake. He said the purpose of books was to permit us to exercise that faculty. Art, he said, was a controlled madness… He said books weren't made of themes, which you could write essays about, but of images that inserted themselves into your brain and replaced what you were seeing with your eyes.
Steven MillhauserStichwörter: books writing writer
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