Quote by John Cheever
For me, a page of good prose is where one hears the rain [and] the

For me, a page of good prose is where one hears the rain [and] the noise of battle. – John Cheever

Other quotes by John Cheever

Homesickness is nothing. Fifty percent of the people in the world are homesick all the time. – John Cheever

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Home
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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. – John Cheever

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Society
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Wisdom we know is the knowledge of good and evil, not the strength to choose between the two. – John Cheever

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Knowledge
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Other Quotes from
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An editor is someone who separates the wheat from the chaff and then prints the chaff. – Adlai Stevenson, quoted in Ronald D. Fuchs, You Said a Mouthful

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Writing

Writing can wreck your body. You sit there on the chair hour after hour and sweat your guts out to get a few words. – Norman Mailer, 1998

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Writing

The maker of a sentence launches out into the infinite and builds a road into Chaos and old Night, and is followed by those who hear him with something of wild, creative delight. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Writing

Lists are the butterfly nets that catch my fleeting thoughts… – Betsy Cañas Garmon, www.wildthymecreative.com [And a resounding INFJ-hallel

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Writing

Random Quotes

A knowledgeable and courageous U.S. president could help enormously in leading the worlds nations toward saving the climate. – Donella Meadows

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environmental

Once you accept your own death, all of a sudden youre free to live. You no longer care about your reputation. You no longer care except so far as your life can be used tactically to promote a cause you believe in. – Saul Alinsky

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Death

It would be a bitter cosmic joke if we destroy ourselves due to atrophy of the imagination. – Martha Gellhorn

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Imagination

Dont give up on your dreams, or your dreams will give up on you. – John Wooden

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Dreams