“My little girl, oh, the daughter I never had. Now tell me, angel, are you fucking anybody new?” — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Who has more power than a child? She can be as cruel as she wants to be. He can't.” — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Mizzy has, again, wandered into the garden, like a child who feels no fealty to adult conversation.” — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
All over China, parents tell their children to stop complaining and to finish their quadratic equations and trigonometric functions because there are… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Where did the boy genius go? He had been, as a child, expected to be a neurosurgeon, or a great novelist. And… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
There is just this for consolation: an hour here or there, when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
I think of the people who commit these acts as children. They're in their 20s, but like certain children, they have been… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“There's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Which is probably one of the reasons those of us who love contemporary fiction love it as we do. We’re alone with… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“There are times when you don't belong and you think you're going to kill yourself. Once I went to a hotel. Later… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Mizzy has wandered into the garden. Carole looks contemplatively at him, says, "Lovely boy." "My wife's insanely younger brother. He's one of those kids… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
“Zoe loved Trancas's mother. She respected her exhausted and ironic hope for rebirth.” — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
The lives great artists live and the books they write are two very different things. — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
“How often since then has she wondered what might have happened if she'd tried to remain with him; if she’d returned Richard's kiss on… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
“...a full week of their mother's quiet fury over the fun they don't seem to be having and their father's dogged attempts to provide… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
Oh, all you immigrants and visionaries, what do you hope to find here, who do you hope to become? — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
“She wants to have baked a cake that banishes sorrow, even if only for a little while.” — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
“And yet, it gives Peter nothing. Not now. Not today. Not when he needs... more. More than this well-executed idea. More than the shark… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
He insists on a version of you that is funnier, stranger, more eccentric and prfound thatn you suspect yourself to be--capable of doing more… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
The worst are full of passionate intensity while the best lack all conviction. — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
“And here he is, letting the massive steel street door click shut behind him, standing at the top of the three iron steps that… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
It's the world, you live in it, even if some boy has made a fool of you. — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
“She's had a long life. Now she's going to the Lord." "Frankly it creeps me out a little when you say things like that,"… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
Any other vexations to report?" he asks. "I love the word 'vexations.'" "It's the 'x.' Nice to jump off a 'v' and bite into… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
Dead, we are revealed in our true dimensions, and they are surprisingly modest. — Michael Cunningham Copy Share
