“Death was surely not an ephemeral interloper; its lasting effect was grating and horrible and one was constantly reminded of the permanence of an immense loss.” — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
“Death was surely not an ephemeral interloper; its lasting effect was grating and horrible and one was constantly reminded of the permanence of an… — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
“Before our vacation, the idea of keeping a diary and scribbling my thoughts on paper seemed silly and stuck-up. And besides it was usually… — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
“His was cancer of the left lung; she had lost two breasts. Her grey eyes narrowed but did not tear when she said brightly,… — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
“Bruised, she spent the night with him; bruised, too, he held her as close as he could. It was all done, promised, and decided… — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
“She felt her most recent lovers lay like dumb victims along her thighs.” — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
“When Flynn was drinking, the sun shone brighter, evening breezes were cooler, the stars were fatter and more dazzling. And there were fewer problems… — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
“She said he looked better. He insisted it wasn't true. Then both were silent. They ate carefully--lonely people no longer astonished by their loneliness.” — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, out of nowhere a car appeared and headed straight for Mal Bennett. 'Long time, no see,' the engine roared, and… — Henry H. Roth Copy Share Image
