I still believe in the American Dream. I see it in terms of freedom, and a government that trusts its people to… — John Updike Copy Share Image
Nothing seems to matter quite as much. I no longer think about death in the concentrated way I once did. I don't… — John Updike Copy Share Image
We are living in a world in which we don't give the young enough reason to live. The temper and the lyrics… — John Updike Copy Share Image
It seems to me the book has not just aesthetic values - the charming little clothy box of the thing, the smell… — John Updike Copy Share Image
Natural beauty is essentially temporary and sad, hence the impression of obscene mockery which artificial flowers give us. — John Updike Copy Share Image
My only duty was to describe reality as it had come to me-to give the mundane its beautiful due. — John Updike Copy Share Image
Phyllis explained to him, trying to give of her deeper self, 'Don't you find it so beautiful, math? Like an endless sheet… — John Updike Copy Share Image
Students present themselves...like a succession of CDs whose shimmering surface gives no clue to their contents without the equipment to play them. — John Updike Copy Share Image
Literature gives us models of living human beings who may not agree with us and even be our enemies. D. H. Lawrence… — John Updike Copy Share Image
Life is a roller coaster, you have your ups and downs unless you fall off. — John Updike Copy Share Image
Children are not a zoo of entertainingly exotic creatures, but an array of mirrors in which the human predicament leaps out at us. — John Updike Copy Share Image
I assume my stance, and take back the club, low, slowly; at the top, my eyes fog over, and my joints dip and swirl… — John Updike Copy Share Image
The New England spirit does not seek solutions in a crowd; raw light and solitariness are less dreaded than welcomed as enhancers of our… — John Updike Copy Share Image
I imagine most of that stuff on the information highway is roadkill anyway. — John Updike Copy Share Image
Families, doing everything for each other out of imagined obligation and always getting in each other's way, what a tangle. — John Updike Copy Share Image
“The mind cannot fall asleep as long as it watches itself. Only when the mind moves unwatched and becomes absorbed in images that tug… — John Updike Copy Share Image
In fiction, imaginary people become realer to us than any named celebrity glimpsed in a series of rumored events, whose causes and subtler ramifications… — John Updike Copy Share Image
“Her hair had been going gray as long as he could remember; she bundled it behind in a bun held with hairpins that he… — John Updike Copy Share Image
