A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for Gilbey's gin, a stooped figure sitting at the edge of a hotel bed, heaving copious sighs like the autumn wind.
"John William Cheever" was an American novelist and short story writer. He is sometimes called "the Anton Chekhov/Chekhov of the suburbs". His fiction is mostly set in the Upper East Side of Manhattan, the Westchester County, New York/Westchester suburbs, old New England villages based on various South Shore (Massachusetts)/South Shore towns around Quincy, Massachusetts, where he was born, and Italy, especially Rome. He is "now recognized as one of the most important short fiction writers of the 20th century." While Cheever is perhaps best remembered for his short stories (including "The Enormous Radio", "Goodbye, My Brother", "The Five-Forty-Eight", "The Country Husband", and "The Swimmer (short story)/The Swimmer"), he also wrote four novels, comprising The Wapshot Chronicle (National Book Award, 1958),
[http://www.nationalbook.org/nba1958.html "National Book Awards – 1958"]. National Book Foundation. Retrieved 2012-03-14. (With essay by Neil Baldwin [http://www.nationalbook.org/nbaclassics_jcheever.html] from the Awards 50-year anniversary publications and from the Awards 60-year anniversary blog.)
The Wapshot Scandal (William Dean Howells Medal, 1965), Bullet Park (1969), Falconer (novel)/Falconer (1977) and a novella Oh What a Paradise It Seems (1982).
If you enjoy these quotes, be sure to check out other famous writers! More John Cheever on Wikipedia.It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong.
All literary men are Red Sox fans - to be a Yankee fan in a literate society is to endanger your life.
Homesickness is nothing Fifty percent of the people in the world are homesick all the time.
Art is the triumph over chaos.
What I am going to write is the last of what I have to say. I will say that literature is the only consciousness we possess and that its role as consciousness must inform us of our ability to comprehend the hideous danger of nuclear power.
People named John and Mary never divorce. For better or for worse, in madness and in saneness, they seem bound together for eternity by their rudimentary nomenclature. They may loathe and despise one another, quarrel, weep, and commit mayhem, but they are not free to divorce. Tom, Dick, and Harry can go to Reno on a whim, but nothing short of death can separate John and Mary.
Literature has been the salvation of the damned, literature has inspired and guided lovers, routed despair and can perhaps in this case save the world.
Strange and predatory and truly dangerous, car thieves and muggers -- they seem to jeopardize all our cherished concepts, even our self-esteem, our property rights, our powers of love, our laws and pleasures. The only relationship we seem to have with them is scorn or bewilderment, but they belong somewhere on the dark prairies of a country that is in the throes of self-discovery.
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