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When I remember my family, I always remember their backs. They were always indignantly leaving places.
John Cheever -
The novel remains for me one of the few forms where we can record man’s complexity and the strength and decency of his longings. Where we can describe, step by step, minute by minute, our not altogether unpleasant struggle to put ourselves into a viable and devout relationship to our beloved and mistaken world.
John Cheever
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He had that spooky bass voice meant to announce that he had entered the kingdom of manhood, but Rosalie knew that he was still outside the gates.
John Cheever -
Good writers are often excellent at a hundred other things, but writing promises a greater latitude for the ego.
John Cheever -
Literature has been the salvation of the damned, literature has inspired and guided lovers, routed despair and can perhaps in this case save the world.
John Cheever -
At my back I hear the word-'homosexual'-and it seems to split my world in two.... It is ignorance, our ignorance of one another, that creates this terrifying erotic chaos. Information, a crumb of information, seems to light the world.
John Cheever -
What I am going to write is the last of what I have to say. I will say that literature is the only consciousness we possess and that its role as consciousness must inform us of our ability to comprehend the hideous danger of nuclear power.
John Cheever -
One would never have guessed that the world had such a capacity for genuine grief. The most we can do is exploit our memories of his excellence.
John Cheever
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When the beginnings of self-destruction enter the heart it seems no bigger than a grain of sand.
John Cheever -
People look for morals in fiction because there has always been a confusion between fiction and philosophy.
John Cheever -
I sometimes go back to walk through the ghostly remains of Sutton Place where the rude, new buildings stand squarely in one another’s river views.
John Cheever -
The organizations of men, like men themselves, seem subject to deafness, nearsightedness, lameness, and involuntary cruelty. We seem tragically unable to help one another, to understand one another.
John Cheever