Lyda was an exuberant, even a dramatic gardener… She was always holding up a lettuce or a bunch of radishes with an air of resolute courage, as though she had shot them herself. — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
A favorite strategy was the paragraph-terminating: Right? Followed immediately by Wrong. This linear invitation to a mugging was considered a strategy of wit. — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
There are so many different types of writers. It's just sheer coincidence that they're all called writers. — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
“I think that when you are truly stuck, when you have stood still in the same spot for too long, you throw a grenade… — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
“The dishes that were meant to be hot were never quite as warm as those that were meant to be chilled.” — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
There are times when every act, no matter how private and unconscious, becomes political — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
My grandmother refused to concede that any member of the family died of natural causes. An uncle's cancer in middle age occurred because all… — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
“he writer has a grudge against society, which he documents with accounts of unsatisfying sex, unrealized ambition, unmitigated lo neliness, and a sense of… — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
Things have changed very much, several times, since I grew up, and, like everyone in New York except the intellectuals, I have led several… — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
“Every love story,every commercial trade, every secret, every matter in which trust is involved, is a gentle transaction of hostages. Everything is, to a… — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
My capacity for having a good time exists. It surfaces, however, on odd occasions. — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
“I've had our paper's gossip column since last month. It is egalitarian. I look for people who are quite obscure, and report who is… — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
