Anatole Broyard
Anatole Broyard
Anatole Paul Broyardwas an American writer, literary critic and editor born in New Orleans who wrote for The New York Times. In addition to his many reviews and columns, he published short stories, essays, and two books during his lifetime. His autobiographical works, Intoxicated by My Illnessand Kafka Was the Rage: A Greenwich Village Memoir, were published after his death. He had moved to Brooklyn, New York with his family as a youth...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth16 July 1920
CountryUnited States of America
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The more I like a book, the more slowly I read. this spontaneous talking back to a book is one of the things that makes reading so valuable.
The more I like a book, the more reluctant I am to turn the page. Lovers, even book lovers, tend to cling. No one-night stands or "reads" for them.
We don't simply read books. We become them.
A book is meant not only to be read, but to haunt you, to importune you like a lover or a parent, to be in your teeth like a piece of gristle.
The moment a book is lent I begin to miss it.
I feel about lending a book the way most fathers feel about their daughters living with a man out of wedlock.
A bookcase is as good as a view, as much of a panorama as the sight of a city or a river. There are dawns and sunsets in books - storms and zephyrs.
If a book is really good, it deserves to be read again, and if it's great, it should be read at least three times.
The contents of someone's bookcase are part of his history, like an ancestral portrait.
The midnight snack of a life in its 70s.
She was a spendthrift of the spirit, an American in Paris when, as Evelyn Waugh said, the going was good.
To be misunderstood can be the writer's punishment for having disturbed the reader's peace. The greater the disturbance, the greater the possibility of misunderstanding.
Two people making love, she once said, are like one drowned person resuscitating the other.
The epic implications of being human end in more than this: We start our lives as if they were momentous stories, with a beginning, a middle and an appropriate end, only to find that they are mostly middles.