Erich Segal
Erich Segal
Erich Wolf Segalwas an American author, screenwriter, and educator. He was best known for writing the novel Love Story, a best-seller, and writing the motion picture of the same name, which was a major hit...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth16 June 1937
CityBrooklyn, NY
CountryUnited States of America
people knack illusion
The ‘equilibrium’ that people see in me is really an illusion. I am as flawed as anyone. It’s only that I seem to have the knack of hiding.
air renaissance way
I went into Harvard one way and came out a different person... It's the air at Harvard; it's like a Renaissance court.
sometimes
Sometimes I amaze even myself.
special helping forget
It takes someone very special to help you forget someone very special.
girl years twenties
What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died?
thinking letters littles
Her handwriting was curious — small sharp little letters with no capitals (who did she think she was, e. e. cummings?).
brain location rage
although science could pinpoint the exact spot in the brain that ignites rage, they had yet to identify the location that produces love.
war thinking said
I think the Peace Corps is a fine thing, don't you?" he said. "Well," I replied, "it's certainly better than War Corps.
heroism quiet idealism
Quiet heroism or youthful idealism, or both? What do we know? That life without heroism and idealism is not worth living - or that either can be fatal?
victory able loser
Part of being a big winner is the ability to be a big loser. There is no paradox involved. It is a distinctly Harvard thing to be able to turn any defeat into victory
pain knowing done
The pain of not knowing what to do was exceeded only by that of knowing what I had done.
love reason accepted
I was afraid of being rejected, yes. I was also afraid of being accepted for the wrong reasons.
sacred professors priests
Professors of classics - not even a professor of English - professors of classics, they're something sacred; it's almost like being a priest.
tears tragedy done
And then I did what I had never done in his presence, much less in his arms. I cried.