Most of American life consists of driving somewhere and then returning home, wondering why the hell you went. – John Updike
Of plants tomatoes seemed the most human, eager and fragile and prone to rot. – John Updike

Most of American life consists of driving somewhere and then returning home, wondering why the hell you went. – John Updike
Of plants tomatoes seemed the most human, eager and fragile and prone to rot. – John Updike
The essential support and encouragement comes from within, arising out of the mad notion that your society needs to know what only you can tell it. – John Updike
Truth should not be forced it should simply manifest itself, like a woman who has in her privacy reflected and coolly decided to bestow herself upon a certain man. – John Updike