As my mother once said to me, โTheyโre quite crazy, dear โ men are. What you look for is one of them whose insanity is large enough, and calm and generous enough, to include you.
Charles BaxterWhat's agitating about solitude is the inner voice telling you that you should be mated to somebody, that solitude is a mistake. The inner voice doesn't care about who you find. It just keeps pestering you, tormenting you--if you happen to be me--with homecoming queens first, then girls next door, and finally anybody who might be pleased to see you now and then at the dinner table and in bed on occasion. You look up from reading the newspaper and realize that no one loves you, and no one burns for you.
Charles BaxterShort story characters, mine anyway, are usually driven by impulse, not so much by their histories and the choices that they have to make.
Charles BaxterThere's nothing to talk about to strangers anymore, if you know what I mean. Everything I want to say, I say to her.
Charles BaxterEvery relationship has at least one really good day. What I mean is, no matter how sour things go, there's always that day. That day is always in your possession. That's the day you remember. You get old and you think: well, at least I had that day. It happened once. You think all the variables might just line up again. But they don't. Not always. I once talked to a woman who said, "Yeah, that's the day we had an angel around.
Charles Baxter