“Hooting and hollering, the crowd reliably responded as if that were the height of humor, while Herman slapped me on the back and nearly fell off his gunnysack seat guffawing and I laughed as hard as if I hadn’t heard… — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
“My books already threatened to take over my part of the room and keep on going . . . whatever cargoes of words I… — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
It came to me more as a whisper of suggestion than the fundamental adage that it is - if this is not biblical, I… — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
“Thinking is thinking. It happens in spite of a person. … I don’t have any choice. This stuff I’m talking about is on my… — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
“... hindsight is always through bifocals: it peers specifically instead of seeing whole.” — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
The nature of love is that it catches you off-guard, subjects you to rules you have never faced, some of them contradictory. — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
Every soldier in the course of time exists only in the breath of written word. — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
“I thought again what an achievement a book is, a magic box simultaneously holding the presence of the author and the wonders of the… — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
“Nightly awaits that sweet address Principality of Sleep Happy Land of Forgetfullness” — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
“Men and women are hard ore, we do not go to slag in a mere few seasons of forge.” — Ivan Doig Copy Share Image
