Everyone is interesting except the narrator in a first-person story. — William Kennedy Crafts Copy Share Image
Aspiring writers should read the entire canon of literature that precedes them, back to the Greeks, up to the current issue of… — William Kennedy Aspiring writers Copy Share Image
“In the years after the death of Petrus, Hillegond had refused all offers of marriage, certain that her knowledge of men, despite… — William Kennedy Death Copy Share Image
There's only a short walk from the hallelujah to the hoot. — William Kennedy Hallelujah Copy Share Image
Without a sense of place the work is often reduced to a cry of voices in empty rooms, a literature of the… — William Kennedy Books Copy Share Image
“Love, is always insufficient, always a lie. Love, you are the clean shit of my soul. Stupid love, silly love. ” — William Kennedy Love Copy Share Image
Well-lit streets discourage sin, but don't overdo it. — William Kennedy Discouraging Copy Share Image
We are only possible as what happened to us yesterday. We all change as well move — William Kennedy Change Copy Share Image
“He would not chance arrest by crawling into a corner of one of the old houses on Lower Broadway where the cops… — William Kennedy Old house Copy Share Image
“But after awhile you stand up, wipe the frost out of your ear, go someplace to get warm, bum a nickel for… — William Kennedy Copy Share Image
“Why was it that suicide kept rising up in Francis' mind? Wake up in the weeds outside Pittsburgh, half frozen over, too… — William Kennedy Dealing with it Copy Share Image
“...the only brotherhood they belonged to was the one that asked that enduring question: How do I get through the next twenty… — William Kennedy Dealing with it Copy Share Image
“Mi culpa es todo lo que me queda. Si la pierdo, no habré significado nada, no habré hecho nada, no habré sido… — William Kennedy Copy Share Image
You have to beat your own problematic imagination to discover what it is you're saying and how to say it and move… — William Kennedy Beats Copy Share Image
“. . . and what if I did drink too much? Whose business is that? Who knows how much I didn't drink?” — William Kennedy Business Copy Share Image
“They were both questing for the behavior that was proper to their station and their unutterable dreams. They both knew intimately the… — William Kennedy Dreams Copy Share Image
Roscoe was spiritually illegal, a bootlegger of the soul, a mythic creature made of words and wit and wild deeds and boundless… — William Kennedy Creatures Copy Share Image
“Billy's native arrogance might well have been a gift of miffed genes, then come to splendid definition through the tests to which… — William Kennedy 1920s Copy Share Image
