A lonely man is a lonesome thing, a stone, a bone, a stick, a receptacle for Gilbeys gin, a stooped figure sitting at the edge of a hotel bed, heaving copious sighs like the autumn wind. – John Cheever
The organizations of men, like men themselves, seem subject to deafness, near-sightedness, lameness, and involuntary cruelty. We seem tragically unable to help one another, to understand one another. – John Cheever
The need to write comes from the need to make sense of ones life and discover ones usefulness. – John Cheever
I cant write without a reader. Its precisely like a kiss – you cant do it alone. – John Cheever
All literary men are Red Sox fans – to be a Yankee fan in a literate society is to endanger your life. – John Cheever
It was a splendid summer morning and it seemed as if nothing could go wrong. – John Cheever
Wisdom we know is the knowledge of good and evil, not the strength to choose between the two. – John Cheever
Wisdom is the knowledge of good and evil, not the strength to choose between the two. – John Cheever
Homesickness is nothing. Fifty percent of the people in the world are homesick all the time. – John Cheever
Fear tastes like a rusty knife and do not let her into your house. – John Cheever
When I remember my family, I always remember their backs. They were always indignantly leaving places. – John Cheever
For me, a page of good prose is where one hears the rain and the noise of battle. It has the power to give grief or universality that lends it a youthful beauty. – John Cheever
For me, a page of good prose is where one hears the rain [and] the noise of battle. – John Cheever
