We are formed by what we desire
John IrvingSo we dream on. Thus we invent our lives. We give ourselves a sainted mother, we make our father a hero; and someone’s older brother and someone’s older sister – they become our heroes too. We invent what we love and what we fear. There is always a brave lost brother – and a little lost sister, too. We dream on and on: the best hotel, the perfect family, the resort life. And our dreams escape us almost as vividly as we can imagine them.
John IrvingSome producer actually told Franny that profanity revealed a poor vocabulary and a lack of imagination. And Frank and Lilly and Father and I all loved to shout at Franny, then, and ask her what she had said to that. 'What an anal crock of shit, you dumb asshole!' she'd told the producer. 'Up yours - and in your ear, too!
John IrvingLilly was not crazy. She left a serious suicide note.
'Sorry,' said the note.
'Just not big enough.
Hang in there, Frank!' Freud called - to the entire lobby. 'Don't let anyone tell you you're queer! You're a prince, Frank!' Freud cried. 'You're better than Rudolf!' Freud yelled to Frank. 'You're more majestic than all the Hapsburgs, Frank!' Freud encouraged him. Frank couldn't speak, he was crying so hard.
John Irving...but you live your life at the time you live it—you don’t have much of an overview when what’s happening to you is still happening.
John Irvingpeople can’t, unhappily, invent their mooring posts, their lovers and their friends, anymore than they can invent their parents.
John IrvingAmbition robs you of your childhood. The moment you want to become an adult—in any way—something in your childhood dies.
John IrvingBeing wrong about important things is exhausting.
John IrvingMy brain is sending poison to my heart.
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