Fiction is art and art is the triumph over chaos… to celebrate a world that lies spread out around us like a bewildering and stupendous dream.
John CheeverHow can a people who do not mean to understand death hope to understand love, and who will sound the alarm?
John CheeverAll literary men are Red Sox fans - to be a Yankee fan in a literate society is to endanger your life.
John CheeverAlice Malloy had dark, stringy hair, and even her husband, who loved her more than he knew, was sometimes reminded by her lean face of a tenement doorway on a rainy day, for her countenance was long, vacant, and weakly lighted, a passage for the gentle transports and miseries of the poor.
John Cheever