I'm always looking for insights into the real Doris Day because I'm stuck with this infatuation and need to explain it to myself.
John UpdikeThe muttered hint, "Remember, you have a stroke here," freezes my joints like a blast from Siberia.
John UpdikeThe Florida sun seems not much a single thing overhead but a set of klieg lights that pursue you everywhere with an even white illumination.
John UpdikeWhen I write, I aim in my mind not toward New York but to a vague spot a little to the east of Kansas. I think of the books on library shelves, without their jackets, years old, and a countryish teen-aged boy finding them, and having them speak to him. The review, the stacks in Brentano's, are just hurdles to get over, to place the books on that shelf.
John Updike