[I]n my own case at least I feel my professional need for freedom of speech and expression prejudices me toward a government whose constitution guarantees it.
John UpdikeMots clés politics war united-states free-speech constitution united-states-constitution
That's the trouble with caring about anybody, you begin to feel overprotective. Then you begin to feel crowded.
John UpdikeIt frightens him to think of her this way. It makes her seem, in terms of love, so vast.
John UpdikeSo much love, too much love, it is our madness, it is rotting us out, exploding us like dandelion polls.
John UpdikeWe were all brought up to want things and maybe the world isn't big enough for all that wanting. I don't know. I don't know anything
John UpdikeIch habe in diesen Tagen viel über Liebe nachgedacht, und darüber, wie ich das Wort hasste und es ständig wieder gebrauchte, und mir fällt ein - eine der vergänglichen Offenbarungen der Schlaflosigkeit - dass wir, ehe wir etwas lieben, uns so etwas wie eine Nachbildung davon machen müssen, ein Erinnerungsgebilde aus flüchtigen Eindrücken und Augenblicken, das alsdann seine äussere, ziemlich langweilige Erscheinung durch eine sternbildhafte Verinnerlichung ersetzt, phosporeszierend, bequem und tragbar und am Ende unempfindlich gegen den rüden Raubbau der Wirklichkeit.
John UpdikeWe are each of us like our little blue planet, hung in black space, upheld by nothing but our mutual reassurances, our loving lies.
John Updike…he is unlike the other customers. They sense it too, and look at him with hard eyes, eyes like little metal studs pinned into the white faces of young men [...] In the hush his entrance creates, the excessive courtesy the weary woman behind the counter shows him amplifies his strangeness. He orders coffee quietly and studies the rim of the cup to steady the sliding in his stomach. He had thought, he had read, that from shore to shore all America was the same. He wonders, Is it just these people I’m outside or is it all America?
John UpdikeMots clés inspirational america loneliness thought isolation strangeness outside rabbit angstrom updike
But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.
John UpdikeMots clés inspirational love metaphor imagery suggestive lovers beauty-in-literature
What is this? He has a sensation of touching glass. He doesn't know if they are talking about nothing or making code for the deepest meanings.
John UpdikeMots clés flirting-audultry
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