You see in others who you are.
BERNARD MALAMUDAs long as a man stays alive he can’t tell what chances will pop up next. But a dead man signs no checks.
More Bernard Malamud Quotes
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You can’t eat language but it eases thirst.
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Life is a tragedy full of joy.
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The short story packs a self in a few pages predicating a lifetime
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If you ever forget you are a Jew a goy will remind you.
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Comedy, I imagine, is harder to do consistently than tragedy, but I like it spiced in the wine of sadness.
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Ithink Isaid’All menare Jews excepttheydon’t know it.’I doubt I expected anyone to take the statement literally. But I think it’s an understandable statement and a metaphoric way of indicating how history, sooner or later, treats all men.
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Completed, most lives were alike in stages of living-joys, celebrations, crises, illusions, losses, sorrows.
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Writers who can’t invent stories often substitute style for narrative. They remind me of the painter who couldn’t paint people, so he painted chairs.
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Overnight business could go down enough to hurt; yet as a rule it slowly recovered-sometimes it seemed to take forever-went up, not high enough to be really up, only not down.
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It’s one thing for a man not to know, not to have learned; it’s another not to be able to live by what one does know.
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A man is an island in the only sense that matters, not an easy way to be. We live in mystery, a cosmos of separate lonely bodies, men, insects, stars. It is all loneliness and men know it best.
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All my life I wanted to accomplish something worthwhile-a thing people will say took a little something.
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We didn’t starve but nobody ate chicken unless we were sick or the chicken was.
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I work with language. I love the flowers of afterthought.
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Reader, I am myself the subject of my book; you would be unreasonable to spend your leisure on so frivolous and so vain a matter.
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