“I still believe in you, as a writer, but the only stuff we ever had in common doesn't travel very far." "What stuff is that?" he'd asked her. "We're completely at ease being naked in front of strangers and total… — John Irving (Author Copy Share Image
“I still believe in you, as a writer, but the only stuff we ever had in common doesn't travel very far." "What stuff is… — John Irving (Author Copy Share Image
“My mother and I smoked a cigarette; she was trying to quit as I was trying to start. Therefore, we shared a cigarette between… — John Irving (Author Copy Share Image
