“She was fifty-three years old and lonely and oppressed; why couldn't he let her have her illusions? That was what her wounded,… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
if you wanted to do something absolutely honest, something true, it always turned out to be a thing that had to be… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
What a subtle, treacherous thing it was to let yourself go that way! Because once you've started it was terribly difficult to… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
“Rachel was a girl who depended on small, recurrent rituals - that was one of the things he'd come to know about her, and… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
“In the East, he then believed, a man went to college not for vocational training but in disciplined search for wisdom and beauty, and… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
God knows there certainly ought to be a window around here somewhere, for all of us. — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
“And you know what else I used to love? I loved to watch you get into your car and drive away - just because… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
if you don’t try at anything, you can’t fail… it takes back bone to lead the life you want — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
“The movies were wonderful because they took you out of yourself, and at the same time they gave you a sense of being whole.… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
Do you know what the definition of insane is? Yes. It’s the inability to relate to another human being. It’s the inability to love. — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
“It had been easy to decide in favor of love on Bethune Street, in favor of walking proud and naked on the grass rug… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
Anybody's marriage might benefit from an occasional embargo on talk. — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
“Sometimes in dreams there are visions of the past. For that reason Alice Prentice had always welcomed sleep, but she suffered an insomniac's dread… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
“There she was, lying on a single bed in a room so small that there wasn't even space for a chair, and the first… — Richard Yates Copy Share Image
