23 quotes found
“...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...”
“Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour.”
“In the life of everyone there is a limited number of experiences which are not written upon the memory, but stamped there with a die; and in the long years after, they can be called up in detail, a...”
“...If I ever got sloppy and maudlin, it would be for the streets of my childhoodbut no self- respecting writer should ever eulogize a slum...”
“...when I was a kid, Toronto streets were deserted and quiet on Sundays, except for the sound of church bells I stood on the sidewalk one December listening to the Christmas bells - I've never forg...”
“That's the paradox: the only time most people feel alive is when they're suffering, when something overwhelms their ordinary, careful armour, and the naked child is flung out onto the world. That's...”
“When Uncle W. G. held out his hand to take my money, I dropped the dead mouse in his hand.”
“Childhood anxieties, childhood fears, never disappear entirely. They fade, but not away.”
“Every single person is vulnerable to unexpected defeat in this inmost emotional self. At every moment, behind the most efficient seeming adult exterior, the whole world of the person's childhood is...”
“It must have been an endless breathing in: between the wish to know and the wish to praise there was no seam.”
“Sometimes you have to travel back in time, skirting the obstacles, in order to love someone.”
“First memory: a man at the back door is saying, I have real bad news, sweat is dripping off his face, Garbert's been shot, noise from my mother, I run to her room behind her, I'm jumping on the can...”
“There would remain no sign of you ever having played in this house. Your childhood is going to be swept under a camel-skin rug and elevators are going to be built over the lake we once swam in. Thi...”
“Its sadthat burnt marshmallowsmake me think ofmethamphetamine,when theyshould bringback childhoodmemories ofsmores”
“That night I looked up at those same stars, but I didn't want any of those things. I didn't want Egypt, or France, or far-flung destinations. I just wanted to go back to my life from my childhood, ...”
“The morning heat had already soaked through the walls, rising up from the floor like a ghost of summers past.”
