Homer and Candy passed by the empty and brightly lit dispensary; they peeked into Nurse Angela's empty office. Homer knew better than to peek into the delivery room when the light was on. From the dormitory, they could hear Dr. Larch's reading voice. Although Candy held tightly to his hand, Homer was inclined to hurry - in order not to miss the bedtime story.

Nothing bears out in practice what it promises incipiently.

Human sexuality makes farcical our most serious intentions.

Know the story before you fall in love with your first sentence. If you don’t know the story before you begin the story, what kind of a storyteller are you? Just an ordinary kind, just a mediocre kind – making it up as you go along, like a common liar.

It is exhausting to be seventeen and not know who you are.

Garp drank the beer and wondered if everything was an anticlimax.

Life is an X-rated soap opera.