Women, fire in their crotch, won't burn out, begin by fighting off pricks, end by going wild hunting for one that still works.
John UpdikeSuddenly summoned to witness something great and horrendous, we keep fighting not to reduce it to our own smallness.
John Updike...hate suits him better than forgiveness. Immersed in hate, he doesn't have to do anything; he can be paralyzed, and the rigidty of hatred makes a kind of shelter for him.
John Updike