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We praise Him, we bless Him, we adore Him, we glorify Him, and we wonder who is that baritone across the aisle and that pretty woman on our right who smells of apple blossoms. Our bowels stir and our cod itches and we amend our prayers for the spiritual life with the hope that it will not be too spiritual.

— John Cheever The Journals of John Cheever (1991)

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Wisdom we know is the knowledge of good and evil not the strength to choose between the two.

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I do not understand the capricious lewdness of the sleeping mind.

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All literary men are Red Sox fans—to be a Yankee fan in a literate society is to endanger your life.

When the beginnings of self-destruction enter the heart it seems no bigger than a grain of sand.

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The need to write comes from the need to make sense of one’s life and discover one’s usefulness.

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