What the nostalgic past and the imaginary future seem to share in common is a form of idealism, perhaps a dream of wholeness. Our future is just as goopy with sentiment as our past. To me, they're the same, both… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
Our nostalgic dreams of perfection thrive just as dangerously in the other direction too, in the imaginary future, that bold and tantalizing future where the troubles of today will be cured by a tomorrow, and all our losses will be… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
What the nostalgic past and the imaginary future seem to share in common is a form of idealism, perhaps a dream of wholeness. Our… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
I have lots of fiction in the drawer, but the essays I mostly kick out into the world, ready or not. Fiction incubates differently,… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
I'm kind of a creature of the alt-weekly universe - my real education into higher culture was acquired in coffee shops, reading those papers,… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
Even with an assignment, I take over, I find a freedom and make the idea my own, and that's where you get the sense… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
Nowadays I imagine people find freer and more accepting venues in blogs, on Tumblr and Instagram and Facebook, in the riot of shouting that… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
“...the boy saw faces disinigrate before his eyes, faces that fell to pieces, then disappeared, leaving a hole.” — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
I like the desperado aspect of essays, the free lance, that mercenary kind of thing, so I just do it, without asking anyone's permission.… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
My presence isn't simply about "character" - I'm present in every part and particle of the thing, in the sound and rhythm of the… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
“She sighed. Ignatius, do you know what the opposite of love is? Hate, I said. Despair, Sister said. Despair is the opposite of love.” — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
“It's hard to kill yourself by taking Tylenol. You die from liver failure, which takes a long time...” — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
Too much me is annoying under any circumstance, but too much me in an essay, however personal, would mar the art. My "character" in… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
I suppose I like certainty as much as anyone else, but I also feel that the hidden costs are high, that we pay a… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
The poet Amanda Nadelberg puts it nicely in an interview when she says "often what I listen for in poems is a sense that… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
Our nostalgic dreams of perfection thrive just as dangerously in the other direction too, in the imaginary future, that bold and tantalizing future where… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
I'm not a very savvy operator - it's not who I am, it's not what I do - and so I have to go… — Charles D'Ambrosio Copy Share Image
