“Many fathers are gone. Some leave, some are left. Some return, unknown and hungry. Only the dog remembers.” — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
I'd always imagined that one day I would be a father, but mostly it was off my radar. I admired friends who… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
“I’m riding beside my best friend, and I tell him, in the same offhand tone my mother had used, That’s my grandfather’s… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
For years before I became a father, I would try to spend as much time as I could with my friends who… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
When I was a child, writing was the worst possible choice of a career in my family. My father had always identified… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
I had to steel myself against this psychic devastation - to see your father on the street. It's hard enough to pick… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
My father had always identified himself as a writer to my mother when they met. When they met, he was writing this… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
“Everything he did, as long as you stayed in the village, whether shouting obscenities at passing children or sleeping in the cemetery,… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
“note: The phrase Son of God had many meanings in Jesus' time, one of which was "a son born without a father,"… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
For the first few months, I was a comically inept parent. The first night home from the hospital, I held her bare… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
Sometimes I'd see my father, walking past my building on his way to another nowhere. I could have given him a key,… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
“(2002) In Rome, month upon month, I struggled with how to structure the book about my father (He already had the water,… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
There are many ways to drown, only the most obvious wave their arms as they're going under. — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
We got him to talk to a psych doctor once, the doctor asked if he heard things other people don't. Sure, Paul answered, I… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
“When I was really drunk, I started that stupid business with the bullet in my guts again. I was the only guy at the… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
Memoir is actually the most egoless genre, even though it might seem ostensibly so much ego-driven. In order for it to succeed, you have… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
“He claims not to be drinking, but I don’t think he knows what this means.” — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
By the time I make my way to the border of Mauritania, to the edge of the Sahara, I see no end to being… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
“(2002) In Rome, month upon month, I struggled with how to structure the book about my father (He already had the water, he just… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
In life you get one take, and it's perfect. It's strange, afterwards you might think I shouldn't have reacted that way, but that's the… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
For years before I became a father, I would try to spend as much time as I could with my friends who were parents… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
“The boat has become supreme isolation, chosen isolation, holding myself apart from the world, which I only dimly understand anyway. I can sit on… — Nick Flynn Copy Share Image
