Even when I was a grown woman, he [Father] would leave me on the edge of hysteria in all our arguments: though I married and lived as far as I could spiritually from Bridgeport, he reduced me in a matter… — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image
When I go home my mother and I play a cannibal game; we eat each other over the years, tender morsel by morsel until… — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image
The Golden Arches of McDonald's rise, glorious across the landscape, contempo-monolithic, simple in concept as Stonehenge if we could but see it. — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image
Even when I was a grown woman, he [Father] would leave me on the edge of hysteria in all our arguments: though I married… — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image
Notable American Women is an enchanting and moving novel. Like Italo Calvino and Lewis Carrol, Ben Marcus reconfigures the world that we might see ourselves in a cultural and moral landscape that is disturbingly familiar, yet entirely new. As though granted a new beginning, Marcus renames the creatures of our world, questions who we are and who, as men and… — Maureen Howard Copy Share
The Catholic Church with its foreshortened American history and tangled puritanical roots was as inviolate to my mother and father as it was to… — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image
Wouldn't a laugh serve us better than to battle it out with our mortal souls? — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image
I have often caught sight of myself, my spine humped over, defining my hollowness, my head too heavy for my body, swinging like the… — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image
Acceptance is the word we must substitute for dependence in dealing with the aged. Their acceptance of help, ours of their need. — Maureen Howard Copy Share Image