Michael Chabon

When I'm writing solitude feels very good. But when I'm not writing it feels lonely... Having a big family solves that problem.

— Michael Chabon

“She was a large, boneless woman who draped herself like an old blanket over the chairs of the apartment, staring for hours…

— Michael Chabon

“On this particular autumn night, only the prospect of another solitary evening lies before her. She will fry her chop and read…

— Michael Chabon

“Over the course of that long day in Nordhausen my grandfather gave up the dream he had shared with the Werner von…

— Michael Chabon

People keep saying, 'Oh, you're getting all these great reviews, that must make you really happy.' I guess it does, but mostly…

— Michael Chabon

I smoked and looked down at the bottom of Pittsburgh for a little while, watching the kids playing tiny baseball, the distant…

— Michael Chabon

“The April night on which Sammy felt most aware of the luster of his existence - the moment when, for the first…

— Michael Chabon

“Sitting on Rosa's moth-littered bed, he felt a resurgence of all the aches and inspirations of those days when his life had…

— Michael Chabon

When I remember that dizzy summer, that dull, stupid, lovely, dire summer, it seems that in those days I ate my lunches,…

— Michael Chabon

“And that was when you realized the fire was inside you all the time. And that was the miracle. Just that.”

— Michael Chabon

“Gwen thinks Lazar disrespected her because she's black. And look I mean you're aware of my policy when it comes to that…

— Michael Chabon

“But he had come here today to stand one final time at the top of one particular signal bridge that he had…

— Michael Chabon

[My dad] didn't do much apart from the traditional winning of bread. He didn't take me to get my hair cut or…

— Michael Chabon

The thing that strikes me now when I think about the Wilderness of Childhood is the incredible degree of freedom my parents…

— Michael Chabon

“He reached up and out with both arms to shoot his cuffs, and for an instant he might have served to illustrate…

— Michael Chabon

Never say love is "like" anything... It isn't.

— Michael Chabon

“What would she be saying if she did? That she did want to marry him? For ten years, at least, since she…

— Michael Chabon

“Fuck what is written," Landsman says. “You know what?" All at once he feels weary of ganefs and prophets, guns and sacrifices…

— Michael Chabon

“Other than along certain emotional tangents there was little in the book that felt as if it had actually been lived. It…

— Michael Chabon

Every Messiah fails, the moment he tries to redeem himself.

— Michael Chabon

I wanted to give readers the feeling of knowing the characters, a mental image.

— Michael Chabon

“Jesus Fucking Christ,” she says with that flawless hardpan accent of hers. It is an expression that always strikes Landsman as curious,…

— Michael Chabon

“all I want to do is get home and never see any of you authors ever again,”

— Michael Chabon

If children are not permitted-not taught-to be adventurers and explorers as children, what will become of the world...?

— Michael Chabon

The problems you have as a novelist tend to have to do with making a living and trying to find ways to…

— Michael Chabon