Grant us safe lodging, and holy rest,โ Mrs. Grogan was saying, โand peace at last.โ Amen, thought Wilbur Larch, the Saint of St. Cloudโs, who was seventy-something, and an ether addict, and who felt that heโd come a long way and still had a long way to go.
John IrvingIt's my experience that very few writers, young or old, are really seeking advice when they give out their work to be read. They want support; they want someone to say, "Good job."
John IrvingThe desire to never leave your side, the desire to never see you again. The desire to see your face asleep on the pillow beside my face and to see your eyes open in the morning when I lie next to youโjust watching you, waiting for you to wake up.
John Irving