All those little congruences and arabesques you prepared with such delicate anticipatory pleasure are gobbled up as if by pigs at a pastry cart.
John UpdikeLet us not seek to make it less monstrous, for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty, lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are embarrassed by the miracle, and crushed by remonstrance.
John UpdikeAll men are mortal, and therefore all men are losers; our profoundest loyalty goes out to the failed.
John UpdikeFrom infancy on, we are all spies; the shame is not this but that the secrets to be discovered are so paltry and few.
John Updike