In New Haven, Conn., when I was growing up, there were two sorts of Irish. There were the "drugstore cowboy" micks, who… — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
Studs Lonigan, on the verge of fifteen, and wearing his first suit of long trousers, stood in the bathroom with a Sweet… — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
“He was sad because he had grown up, and because the years passed like a river that no man could stop.” — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
Fitzgerald describes the social disillusionments and ballroom romanticism of the young people of the upper classes and the loneliness of Gatsby, who gives large… — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
“All his life he had wished and waited, and there had been no change, except for the worse.” — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
If you let conditions stop you from working, they'll always stop you. — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
“He thought of how when you went out and listened to what people said, you heard all kinds of things, people washing their dirty… — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
America is so vast that almost everything said about it is likely to be true, and the opposite is probably equally true. — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
“He had come to America, haven of peace and liberty, and it, too, was joining the slaughter, fighting for the big capitalists. There was… — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
“He had a picture in his mind of Studs Lonigan courageously telling life and the world to stick itself up it's old tomato.” — James T. Farrell Copy Share Image
