Lonely people have enthusiasms which cannot always be explained. When something strikes them as funny, the intensity and length of their laughter… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“We're not dealing with Isaac Newton here. She likes what she calls 'romance.' To her that means candles, rose petals, and a… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“A cat is an excuse for a lonely woman to talk to herself. That's what a cat is.” — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
If Shakespeare thought comedy worthwhile, that means the rest of us can take a break from tragedy now and then without betraying… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“They danced on the shore in marvelous, civilized, humorous reels in which the old contributed wit when they could not contribute grace,… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“I wish that, like you, I could have spent my life transported aloft, as it were, every day, in music. Instead, I've… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“For example, they recently had a piece on a character--I think his name was Ambrosio D'Urbervilles--whose "design statement" was to stuff an… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“Defiance, Catherine, is a gift of God, who is superior to nature. When nature comes to get you, honor God by treating it, as… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
Because there were all kinds of hell - some were black and dirty, and some were silvery and high. — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“In living, one muddles through the years for the sake of those one or two moments which are indisputably great.” — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“Do you know why you walk slowly when you’re old?” “No.” “Because with age you receive the gift of friction. The less time you… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
The British monarchy has the political and constitutional task of subtracting from the government and governors of Britain the papal and kingly airs that… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“Your time is a good time, and though I have to leave, you can stay. How lucky you are to be in the city… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
They were dancing around the fountain, arm in arm, in an old Dutch dance, their cheeks touching, their hands entwined. They had no music;… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
For what can be imagined more beautiful than the sight of a perfectly just city rejoicing in justice alone. — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
I follow my own nose. So I read things that are different. People will always say to me, "Have you read Robert S. Bosco's… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“If all the months and all their days could be like June weather in New York, there would be paradise on earth. Often, in… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“At least until there are new lakes in the clouds that open upon living cities as yet unknown, and perhaps forever, that is a… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
