Me, my literary reputation is mostly abroad, but I am anchored here in New York. I can't think of any other place… — Harold Brodkey Anchors Copy Share Image
“He was a precocious and delicate little boy, quivering with the malaise of being unloved. When we played, his child's heart would… — Harold Brodkey Childhood Copy Share Image
I distrust summaries, any kind of gliding through time, any too great a claim that one is in control of what one… — Harold Brodkey Admire Copy Share Image
It bothers me that I won't live to see the end of the century, because, when I was young, in St. Louis,… — Harold Brodkey Adoption Copy Share Image
“He was still immersed in the dim, wet wonder of the folded wings that might open if someone loved him; he still… — Harold Brodkey Growth Copy Share Image
“I don't hate you. I love you." "I love you, too. God, it's hell!" They decided to be more sensible. The next… — Harold Brodkey Next day Copy Share Image
My protagonists are my mother's voice and the mind I had when I was thirteen. — Harold Brodkey Mind Copy Share Image
True stories, autobiographical stories, like some novels, begin long ago, before the acts in the account, before the birth of some of… — Harold Brodkey Accounts Copy Share Image
Nothing I have ever written has been admired as much as the announcement of my death. — Harold Brodkey Announcements Copy Share Image
the cold winds of insecurity... hadn't shredded the dreamy chrysalis of his childhood. He was still immersed in the dim, wet wonder… — Harold Brodkey Ache Copy Share Image
I am in an adolescence in reverse, as mysterious as the first, except that this time I feel it as a decay… — Harold Brodkey Adolescence Copy Share Image
“I took off my sweatshirt and dropped it on the grass and set off around the track. As soon as I started… — Harold Brodkey Effort Copy Share Image
The disparity between what people said life was and what I knew it to be unnerved me at times, but I swore… — Harold Brodkey Disparity Copy Share Image
I have AIDS. I am surprised that I do. I have not been exposed since1977, which is to say that my experience,… — Harold Brodkey Abstinence Copy Share Image
I look upon another's insistence on the merits of his or her life - duties, intellect, accomplishment - and see that most… — Harold Brodkey Accomplishment Copy Share Image
I can't change the past, and I don't think I would. I don't expect to be understood. I like what I've written,… — Harold Brodkey Can't change Copy Share Image
If you like to read, sometimes it's interesting just to go and see what the reality is, of the word, of the… — Harold Brodkey Books Copy Share Image
Often writing is like a struggle to get back to a kind of belated, quite impure virginity. — Harold Brodkey Belated Copy Share Image
I awake with a not entirely sickened knowledge that I am merely young again and in a funny way at peace, an… — Harold Brodkey Awake Copy Share Image
Memory, so complete and clear or so evasive, has to be ended, has to be put aside, as if one were leaving… — Harold Brodkey Chapel Copy Share Image
Athletes have studied how to leap and how to survive the leap some of the time and return to the ground. They… — Harold Brodkey Athlete Copy Share Image
