John Updike
John Updike
John Hoyer Updikewas an American novelist, poet, short story writer, art critic, and literary critic...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth18 March 1932
CountryUnited States of America
america reagan
Reagan has turned America into a tax haven.
The rich - they just live in another realm, really.
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The miracle of turning inklings into thoughts and thoughts into words and words into metal and print and ink never palls for me.
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My interest generally is the hidden Americans; the ones who live far away from the headlines.
generation hope last living maybe shop writer
My generation was maybe the last in which you could set up shop as a writer and hope to make a living at it.
animator walt
My first ambition was to be an animator for Walt Disney. Then I wanted to be a magazine cartoonist.
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My attempt has been really to, beyond making a record of contemporary life, which is what you inevitably do, is trying to make beautiful books - books that are in some way beautiful, that are models of how to use the language, models of honest feeling, models of care.
My actinic keratosis is a result of the triumphalism of the beach. The sun exacerbates it.
developer immersed instead memory
Memory has a spottiness, as if the film was sprinkled with developer instead of immersed in it.
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My golf is so delicate, so tenuously wired together with silent inward prayers, exhortations and unstable visualizations, that the sheer pressure of an additional pair of eyes crumbles the whole rickety structure into rubble.
knows moved physical presence reader
The reader knows the writer better than he knows himself; but the writer's physical presence is light from a star that has moved on.
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Upon shaving off one's beard." The scissors cut the long-grown hair; the razor scrapes the remnant fuzz. Small-jawed, weak-chinned, bug-eyed, I stare at the forgotten boy I was.
Fiction is burdened for me with a sense of duty.
almost arabic believer call prayer quite
Arabic is very twisting, very beautiful. The call to prayer is quite haunting; it almost makes you a believer on the spot.