“Everywhere was the atmosphere of a long debauch that had to end; the orchestras played too fast, the stakes were too high… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
“They were learning that New York had another life, too — subterranean, like almost everything that was human in the city —… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
“The late 1920s were an age of islands, real and metaphorical. They were an age when Americans by thousands and tens of… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
“There would seem to be four stages in the composition of a story. First comes the germ of the story, then a period of… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
First New York was a sort of provincial capital, bigger and richer than Manchester or Marseilles, but not much different in its essential spirit.… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
“Everywhere was the atmosphere of a long debauch that had to end; the orchestras played too fast, the stakes were too high at the… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
Authors are sometimes like tomcats: They distrust all the other toms but they are kind to kittens — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
Writing offers fairly large rewards to a few successful people, but the rewards come late, and most writers are failures. — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
“They were learning that New York had another life, too — subterranean, like almost everything that was human in the city — a life… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
The germ of a story is a new and simple element introduced into an existing situation or mood. — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
Age is not different from earlier life as long as youre sitting down. — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
They tell you that you'll lose your mind when you grow older. What they don't tell you is that you won't miss it very… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
In matters like writing and painting, a man does what he has to do - if he has to write, why then, he writes;… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
It is the fear of being as dependent as a young child, while not being loved as a child is loved, but merely being… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
I never cease to be amazed why some of my friends became famous and others, just as talented, didn't. I've come to suspect it's… — Malcolm Cowley Copy Share Image
