“But, Catherine, everything's that true despite us - the things they're talking about, natural laws - will always remain true despite us.… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“The beauty of truth is that it need not be proclaimed or believed. It skips from soul to soul, changing form each… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“Truth is not anchored to the ground by driven piles. It can float and take to the air; it is light and… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
You’ll join me sooner than you know in a place with . . . no illusions, where the truth is the only… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“How just it would be if for our final reward we were to be made the masters of time, and if those… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
And they'll vote for me because I'm the best liar, because I do it honestly, with a certain finesse. They know that… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
He moved like a dancer, which is not surprising; a horse is a beautiful animal, but it is perhaps most remarkable because… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“Defiance, Catherine, is a gift of God, who is superior to nature. When nature comes to get you, honor God by treating it, as… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
Because there were all kinds of hell - some were black and dirty, and some were silvery and high. — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“In living, one muddles through the years for the sake of those one or two moments which are indisputably great.” — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“Do you know why you walk slowly when you’re old?” “No.” “Because with age you receive the gift of friction. The less time you… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
The British monarchy has the political and constitutional task of subtracting from the government and governors of Britain the papal and kingly airs that… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“Your time is a good time, and though I have to leave, you can stay. How lucky you are to be in the city… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
They were dancing around the fountain, arm in arm, in an old Dutch dance, their cheeks touching, their hands entwined. They had no music;… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
For what can be imagined more beautiful than the sight of a perfectly just city rejoicing in justice alone. — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
I follow my own nose. So I read things that are different. People will always say to me, "Have you read Robert S. Bosco's… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“If all the months and all their days could be like June weather in New York, there would be paradise on earth. Often, in… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
“At least until there are new lakes in the clouds that open upon living cities as yet unknown, and perhaps forever, that is a… — Mark Helprin Copy Share Image
