He speaks in your voice, American, and there’s a shine in his eye that’s halfway hopeful.
He speaks in your voice, American, and there’s a shine in his eye that’s halfway hopeful.
“My library is terribly disordered and disorganized; I tear out what I want. I don’t think that a writer has any responsibility to view literature as a continuous process. I believe that very little of literature is immortal. I’ve known books in my lifetime to serve beautifully, and then to lose their usefulness, perhaps briefly.”
John Cheever