Beloved Quote by Lydia Millet

Kate Bernheimer's fiction offers a unique and delicate gift, the tempting mirage of a grace that constantly escapes. The Complete Tales of Merry Gold…

— Lydia Millet

“Love of knowledge can draw on its credit indefinitely ... love of knowledge is iron-clad.”

— Lydia Millet

Beneath the violet pillar, in the vacuum before the roar of the cloud, there came a soft sound that might have been heard by…

— Lydia Millet

“As he was leaving it occurred to him that he would not come back, to this zoo or to any of them. With the…

— Lydia Millet

The gun is mightier than the pen, was our true opinion, and the RPG is mightier still.

— Lydia Millet

“What was a face on television but a code, and what was the difference between these faces but a realignment of line and color…

— Lydia Millet

“I have always wished the present to resemble memory: because the present can be flat at times, and bald as a road. But memory…

— Lydia Millet

“There was the honour and austerity of money as he walked through art galleries, as he saw around him the collections of oil paintings…

— Lydia Millet

“Let God leave us! Let us grow up. Let us walk forward on our own. Because we need the silence of the holy: we…

— Lydia Millet

We need empathy, we need the eyes that still can weep.

— Lydia Millet

The rooms of his apartment were full with the dog home again, convalescing. He was satisfied to know, even when she was out of…

— Lydia Millet

“Then he would get into a plane and leave the field wide open; the field was crammed with paralegals, all of them stoutly armed…

— Lydia Millet