Being a famous writer is a little like being a tall dwarf. You're on the edge of normality. — John Updike Copy Share Image
It's been the same story ever since I can remember, ever since Wilson - the Republicans don't do a thing for the… — John Updike Copy Share Image
American art in general... takes to surreal exaggerations and metaphors; but its Puritan work ethic has little use for the playful self-indulgence… — 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
What you lose as you age is witnesses, the ones that watched from early on and cared, like your own little grandstand. — John Updike Copy Share Image
Men emerge pale from the little printing plant at four sharp, ghosts for an instant, blinking, until the outdoor light overcomes the… — John Updike Copy Share Image
“We are each of us like our little blue planet, hung in black space, upheld by nothing but our mutual reassurances, our… — John Updike Copy Share Image
Being a divorcee in a small town is a little like playing Monopoly; eventually you land on all the properties. — John Updike Copy Share Image
And there was, in those Ipswich years, for me at least, a raw educational component; though I used to score well in… — John Updike Copy Share Image
A few places are especially conducive to inspiration - automobiles, church - public places. I plotted Couples almost entirely in church -… — John Updike Copy Share Image
When I write, I aim in my mind not toward New York but to a vague spot a little to the east… — John Updike Copy Share Image
Fenway Park, in Boston, is a lyric little bandbox of a ballpark. Everything is painted green and seems in curiously sharp focus,… — John Updike Copy Share Image
The crooked little tomato branches, pulpy and pale as if made of cheap green paper, broke under the weight of so much… — John Updike Copy Share Image
I think it's the sentence-to-sentence pleasures, the little surprises of a surprising style of an acute style, and also the way things… — John Updike Copy Share Image
History. The more of it you have the more you have to live it. After a little while there gets to be… — John Updike Copy Share Image
All those little congruences and arabesques you prepared with such delicate anticipatory pleasure are gobbled up as if by pigs at a… — 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
