“The shaping of a golem, to him, was a gesture of hope, offered against hope, in a time of desperation. It was… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“this one-way rocket to Death in Adulthood" "Normal Time" in New California Writing” — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
There are no moments more painful for a parent than those in which you contemplate your child's perfect innocence of some imminent… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Accurate prediction of the future, of its technologies and traumas, has always seemed to me to be the least interesting thing about… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
Novelist time is reptile time; novelists tend to be ruminant and brooding, nursers of ancient grievances, second-guessers, Tuesday afternoon quarterbacks, retrospectators, endlessly,… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“The shaping of a golem, to him, was a gesture of hope, offered against hope, in a time of desperation. It was… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
She was a natural blonde, with delicate hands and feet, and in her youthful photographs one saw a girl with mocking eyes… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“On balance, most of the time, in the ordinary course of life, it was probably best to say what was in your… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Sooner or later, you will discover which kind of father you are, and at that moment you will, with perfect horror, recognize… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
The things I keep going back to, rereading, maybe they say more about me as a reader than about the books. Love… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Every future we imagine is transformed inexorably into a part of our children's understanding of their past, of the assumptions their parents… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“But Josef, like many boys of nineteen, was under the misapprehension that his heart had been broken a number of times, and… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“And that was when you realized the fire was inside you all the time. And that was the miracle. Just that.” — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Although in the past I had seen a few exchanges of genuine affection between them, the Warshaw men were awkward and ill… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“There had been a time in high school, see, when I wrestled with the possibility that I might be gay, a torturous… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“My grandparents forgave each other with the pragmatism of lovers in a plummeting airplane. There would be ample time for reproach in… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
Entertainment is a sacred pursuit when done well. When done well, it raises the quality of human life. — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Anyway, it's a pretty good story," I said. "You have to admit." "Yeah?" He crumpled up the Kleenex, having dispatched the solitary tear. "You… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
There were so many Pittsburgh poets in my hallway that if, at that instant, a meteorite had come smashing through my roof, there would… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Badass.'" My grandfather sampled the flavor of the word. It did not seem to revolt him, but it was nothing he needed ever to… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
See you in the funny papers," he said. Jaunty, he reminded himself; always jaunty. In my panache is their hope for salvation. — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“I didn't want to be left alone with Timothy, not because I was afraid of him but because I was afraid that somebody would… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“He had already seized this particular day once, but he was prepared, if need be, to go ahead and seize the motherfucker all over… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“We figure he must have let him out. The perpetrator, I mean. He's blind and we figure he just wandered off and maybe got… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Then I reminded myself that I was always willing to listen to arguments in favor of avoiding an unpleasant chore, and I shook my… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Love great first lines and paragraphs. From The Yiddish Policemen's Union: Nine months Landsman's been flopping at the Hotel Zamenhof without any of his… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
“Life blew in gusts from the hole in the side of the elephant with a rank smell and a comic flatulence.” — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
Not only would I never want to belong to any club that would have me for a member--if elected I would wear street shoes… — Michael Chabon Copy Share Image
