“One page a day, seven a week, thirty or thirty-one to the month. Fishing in his pocket for a tip, he came… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“Do you write every day?' 'Oh, no. Oh, I sort of try. I don't work very hard, really. Really I'm on vacation.… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“Should he make a note? He felt for the smooth shape of his pen in his pocket. 'Theme for a novel: The… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“Novelty and Security: the security of novelty, the novelty of security. Always the full thing, the whole subject, the true subject, stood… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“It must take a lot of self-discipline,' she said. 'Oh, I don't know. I don't have much.' He felt himself about to… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“The first inkling of this notion had come to him the Christmas before, at his daughter's place in Vermont. On Christmas Eve,… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
Fundamentally, whether directing in the theatre or a film, you have to be a good storyteller, regardless of the form. The thing… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“Novelty. Security. Novelty wouldn't be a bad title. It had the grandness of abstraction, alerting the reader that large and thoughtful things… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“Oh God how subtle he would have to be, how cunning... No paragraph, no phrase even of the thousands the book must… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“When he was in college, a famous poet made a useful distinction for him. He had drunk enough in the poet's company… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“The Crows of the region could have told them that there are almost always more Crows around them than they can see; but like… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
Learning to decipher words had only added to the pleasures of holding spines and turning pages, measuring the journey to the end with a… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
It occurred to him that seeing a woman's child is like seeing a woman naked, in the way it changes how her face looks… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“He learned, though slowly, what all great harrowed lovers learn: that love is what most surely compels love -- is perhaps, except for brute… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“...only think a moment that we are here now, and that that was then, and it has come to this, and how odd, odd,… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
Love is a myth.' 'Love is a myth,' Grandfather Trout said. 'Like summer.' 'What?' 'In winter,'Grandfather Trout said, 'summer is a myth. A report,… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“The Tale was behind them. And it was to there they journeyed. One step would take them there; they were there already” — john crowley Copy Share Image
“They called him John Storm: John after his grandfather, but Storm after his father and his mother.” — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“Handsome guy, Victor, in a brutal, black-Irish way. Like most New York bartenders, he was really an actor, or was it the reverse? ("Novelty")” — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“There was a game she had played with Sophie in the long hallways of Edgewood, where she and Sophie would stand as far apart… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“... their lives were full of quiet drama, full of vague yet thrilling signs that life was not as the common run supposed it… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
