The ability to see the future can be a burden, and the younger you are and the more isolated you feel, maybe the more of a burden it is.
JOHN IRVINGThe ability to see the future can be a burden, and the younger you are and the more isolated you feel, maybe the more of a burden it is.
JOHN IRVINGI still believe in getting married in churches and baptizing children. I go through those motions.
JOHN IRVINGBut I often think that so-called glamorous people are just very busy people.
JOHN IRVINGThe building of the architecture of a novel – the craft of it – is something I never tire of.
JOHN IRVING…every study of the gods, of everyone’s gods, is a revelation of vengeance towards the innocent.
JOHN IRVINGI suppose I’m proudest of my novels for what’s imagined in them. I think the world of my imagination is a richer and more interesting place than my personal biography.
JOHN IRVINGIn the world according to her father, Jenny Garp knew, we must have energy. Her famous grandmother, Jenny Fields, once thought of us as Externals, Vital Organs, Absentees, and Goners. But in the world according to Garp, we are all terminal cases.
JOHN IRVINGAnd when you love a book, commit one glorious sentence of it-perhaps your favorite sentence-to memory. That way you won’t forget the language of the story that moved you to tears.
JOHN IRVINGLife is an X-rated soap opera.
JOHN IRVINGYOU LET ME DROWN!” Owen said. “YOU DIDN’T DO ANYTHING! YOU JUST WATCHED ME DROWN! I’M ALREADY DEAD!” he told us. “REMEMBER THAT: YOU LET ME DIE.
JOHN IRVINGNo one could have fathomed what a life he’d led, for it was chiefly a life lived in his mind.
JOHN IRVING…I suddenly realized what small towns are. They are places where you grow up with the peculiar-you live next door to the strange and the unlikely for so long that everything and everyone become commonplace.
JOHN IRVINGLife is serious but art is fun!
JOHN IRVINGHe also knew that rivals are best unmanned by being ignored.
JOHN IRVINGYour memory is a monster; you forget – it doesn’t. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you – and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you!
JOHN IRVINGHe was too young to know that, in any novel with a reasonable amount of forethought, there were no coincidences.
JOHN IRVING