“Clarissa will be bereaved, deeply lonely, but she will not die. She will be too much in love with life, with London.… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
On a summer night it can be lovely to sit around outside with friends after dinner and, yes, read poetry to each… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Clarissa, sane Clarissa-exultant, ordinary Clarissa- will go on, loving London, loving her life of ordinary pleasure, and someone else, a deranged poet,… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Mizzy has wandered into the garden. Carole looks contemplatively at him, says, "Lovely boy." "My wife's insanely younger brother. He's one of those kids… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“Zoe loved Trancas's mother. She respected her exhausted and ironic hope for rebirth.” — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
The lives great artists live and the books they write are two very different things. — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“How often since then has she wondered what might have happened if she'd tried to remain with him; if she’d returned Richard's kiss on… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“...a full week of their mother's quiet fury over the fun they don't seem to be having and their father's dogged attempts to provide… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
Oh, all you immigrants and visionaries, what do you hope to find here, who do you hope to become? — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“She wants to have baked a cake that banishes sorrow, even if only for a little while.” — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“And yet, it gives Peter nothing. Not now. Not today. Not when he needs... more. More than this well-executed idea. More than the shark… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
He insists on a version of you that is funnier, stranger, more eccentric and prfound thatn you suspect yourself to be--capable of doing more… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
The worst are full of passionate intensity while the best lack all conviction. — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
“And here he is, letting the massive steel street door click shut behind him, standing at the top of the three iron steps that… — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
It's the world, you live in it, even if some boy has made a fool of you. — Michael Cunningham Copy Share Image
