25dcb65
|
Television was soon to eclipse print's inky cloud with its magnetic flare of electrons, pulling millions from their reading chairs to the viewing couch.
|
|
|
John Updike |
4697bb4
|
Tall as he is, there is no carrying the slope under his shirt as anything other than a loose gut, a paunch that in itself must weigh as much as a starving Ethiopian child.
|
|
fat
middle-age
rabbit-angstrom
|
John Updike |
fea6875
|
The eddies his breath set in motion were destroying the smoke sculptures I was erecting. The pipestem was warm on my lower lip and I thought of lip cancer. I often think about how I will die, what disease or surgical procedure will have me in its tarantula grip, what indifferent hospital wall and weary night nurse will witness my last breath, my last second, the impossibly fine point to which my life will have been sharpened.
|
|
|
John Updike |
700065b
|
Somehow Rabbit can't tear his attention from where the ball should have gone, the little ideal napkin of clipped green pinked with a pretty flag.
|
|
|
John Updike |
3c2554d
|
He settles back with a small handful of cashews; dry-roasted, they have a little acid sting to them, the tang of poison that he likes.
|
|
diet
junk-food
nuts
rabbit-angstrom
|
John Updike |
b6965c6
|
In a way, gluttony is an athletic feat, a stretching exercise.
|
|
gluttony
rabbit-angstrom
rationalization
|
John Updike |
1e63512
|
I love you," he says, and the fact that he doesn't makes it true."
|
|
|
John Updike |
fd1f521
|
He sounds to himself, saying this, like an impersonator; life, just as we first thought, is playing grownup.
|
|
faking-it
grownups
impostor
rabbit-angstrom
|
John Updike |
3ae9860
|
He imagines the plane exploding as it touches down, ignited by one of its glints, in a ball of red flame shadowed in black like you see on TV all the time, and he is shocked to find within himself, imagining this, not much emotion, just a cold thrill at being a witness, a kind of bleak wonder at the fury of chemicals, and relief that he hadn't been on the plane himself but was instead safe on this side of the glass, with his faint pronged s..
|
|
airport
foreboding
foreshadowing
rabbit-angstrom
|
John Updike |
f24ea4c
|
The soul needs something extra, a place outside matter where it can stand. The Bible--think of it as the primer of a language whereby we can talk to one another about what matters to us most. It is our starting point, not the end point.
|
|
|
John Updike |
0161935
|
The assurance from the dictionary had melted in the night.
|
|
|
John Updike |
5f29371
|
Walking toward the light. None of us lives in the light; we can only walk toward it, with the eyes and legs God has given us.
|
|
|
John Updike |
43c7f01
|
the books of the 1920s and '30s that are most inviting, with their handy size, generous margins, and sharp letterpress type.
|
|
|
John Updike |
71b0abe
|
The army was kept in as good state of fitness as the funds would allow.
|
|
taxes
|
John Updike |
8402c73
|
America teaches its children that every passion can be transmuted into an occasion to buy.
|
|
|
John Updike |
9996840
|
Harry has heard this before. Thelma's voice is dutiful and deliberately calm, issuing small family talk when both know that what she wants to discuss is her old issue, that flared up a minute ago, of whether he loves her or not, or why at least he doesn't need her as much as she does him. But their relationship at the start was established with her in pursuit of him, and all the years since, of hidden meetings, of wise decisions to end it a..
|
|
disdain
disparity
love
rabbit-angstrom
|
John Updike |
7a501b9
|
All these prohibitions old people think up. I think people should be free to do what they want unless it's hurting someone else.
|
|
|
John Updike |
1809d2a
|
Martyrs of a sort they were, these children, along with the town drunk, in his basketball sneakers and buttonless overcoat, draining blackberry brandy from a paper bag as he sat on his bench in Kazmierczak Square, risking nightly death by exposure; martyrs too of a sort were the men and women hastening to adulterous trysts, risking disgrace and divorce for their fix of motel love--all sacrificing the outer world to the inner, proclaiming wi..
|
|
|
John Updike |
a8c5add
|
Inside, upstairs, where the planes are met, the spaces are long and low and lined in tasteful felt gray like that cocky stewardess's cap and filled with the kind of music you become aware of only when the elevator stops or when the dentist stops drilling. Plucked strings, no vocals, music that's used to being ignored, a kind of carpet in the air, to cover up a silence that might remind you of death.
|
|
airport
foreshadowing
memento-mori
music
rabbit-angstrom
|
John Updike |
2be0709
|
While some of us burned on the edges of life, insatiable and straining to see more deeply in, he sat complacently at the centre and let life come to him -- so much of it, evidently, that he could not keep track of his appointments.
|
|
jealousy
|
John Updike |
426f766
|
But the nightmares were accurate enough: we are like a swarm of mosquitoes, crazy with thirst and doomed to be swatted.
|
|
|
John Updike |
ee81e1a
|
I think "taste" is a social concept and not an artistic one. I'm willing to show good taste, if I can, in somebody else's living room, but our reading life is too short for a writer to be in any way polite. Since his words enter into another's brain in silence and intimacy, he should be as honest and explicit as we are with ourselves."
|
|
taste
writing
|
John Updike |
edade7e
|
I never heard enough damnation from your pulpit. Many mornings I had to strain to take hold of what you were saying, Reverend. I couldn't figure it out, and got dizzy listening, the way you were dodging here and there. A lot of talk about compassion for the less fortunate, I remember that. Never a healthy sign, to my way of thinking, too much fuss and feathers about the poor. They're with us always, the Lord Himself said. Wait till the next..
|
|
damnation
death
eternal-damnation
god
hell
poor
religion
|
John Updike |
6ca21aa
|
Vagueness and procrastination are ever a comfort to the frail in spirit.
|
|
vagueness
|
John Updike |
813f06e
|
Die christliche Sitte, trage aufrecht dazusitzen wie bei einer Unterhaltungsveranstaltung, deutet darauf hin, dass Gott als Unterhaltungskunstler gilt, der von der Buhne entfernt und durch eine andere Nummer ersetzt werden kann, wenn er nicht mehr unterhalt.
|
|
|
John Updike |
0b64143
|
Vorsichtshalber haben sie das Etikett 'Kapitalismus' ersetzt durch solche, auf denen 'freie Marktwirtschaft' und 'Konsumkultur' steht, nur roch das immer noch zu sehr nach Hund-frisst-Hund, nach allzu vielen Verlierern und masslos abrahmenden Gewinnern. Wenn man die Hunde aber isch nicht miteinander balgen lasst, dann liegen sie den ganzen Tag im Zwinger und pennen. Im Grund besteht das Problem darin, dass die Gesellschaft anstandig zu sein..
|
|
|
John Updike |
8d39e59
|
Also ist mein Sohn ein Simpel.' In einer Hinsicht. Aber der grosste Teil der Menschheit ist so. Weil es sonst zu schwer zu ertragen ist, Mensch zu sein. Im Gegensatz zu den Tieren wissen wir zu viel. Sie, die anderen Tiere, wissen gerade genug, um ihren Job zu machen und zu sterben. Um zu essen, zu schlafen, zu vogeln, Babys zu kriegen und zu sterben.
|
|
|
John Updike |
7fe6121
|
Wir wissen eben nicht, was einer tun sollte, wir haben nicht mehr wir fruher Antworten parat; wir wursteln uns bloss weiter durch und versuchen, nicht nachzudenken.
|
|
|
John Updike |
0d281c8
|
Trudnost' obshcheniia s ostriakami costoit v tom, chto oni smeshivaiut to, vo chto veriat, s tem, vo chto ne veriat lish' by skoree proizvesti zhelannyi effekt.
|
|
|
John Updike |
3cc1f91
|
Without death, now, there couldn't be life. Health," he said with a little smiling roll of his lower lip, "is an animal condition. Now most of our ill-health comes from two places-the brain and the back. We made two mistakes; one was to stand up and the other was to start thinking. It strains the spine and the nerves. It makes tension and the brain makes the body."
|
|
|
John Updike |
34d384e
|
When the first blooms came they were like the single big flower Oriental prostitutes wear on the sides of their heads...But when the hemispheres of blossom appear in crowds they remind him of nothing so much as hats worn by cheap girls to church on Easter.
|
|
|
John Updike |
7d40504
|
Who'll hold families together, if everybody has to live? Living is a compromise, between doing what you want and doing what other people want.
|
|
life
living
|
John Updike |
2e95d87
|
Yes, well, years. Some die young; some are born old.
|
|
|
John Updike |
88984f5
|
Back From Vacation" "Back from vacation", the barber announces, or the postman, or the girl at the drugstore, now tan. They are amazed to find the workaday world still in place, their absence having slipped no cogs, their customers having hardly missed them, and there being so sparse an audience to tell of the wonders, the pyramids they have seen, the silken warm seas, the nighttimes of marimbas, the purchases achieved in foreign languages,..
|
|
|
John Updike |
9cf6017
|
There's no medical expense can break us now. They called LBJ every name in the book but believe me he did a lot of good for the little man. Wherever he went wrong, it was his big heart betrayed him. These pretty boys in the sky right now, Nixon'll hog the credit but it was the Democrats put 'em there, it's been the same story ever since I can remember, ever since Wilson--the Republicans don't do a thing for the little man.
|
|
|
John Updike |
9d75d04
|
Just middle-aged. Ideas used to grab me too. It's not that you get better ideas, the old ones just get tired. After a while you see that even dollars and cents are just an idea. Finally the only thing that masters is putting some turds in the toilet bowl once a day. They stay real, somehow. Somebody came up to me and said, 'I'm God,' I'd say, 'Show me your badge.
|
|
middle-age
|
John Updike |
5243c3b
|
I don't recall inclement weather on a fair day.
|
|
|
john updike |
19a0dca
|
Music affected him as women's talking did, when there was no interceding in it. He was an instructor, not a listener.
|
|
|
John Updike |
450df98
|
It's the strange thing about you mystics, how often your little ecstasies wear a skirt.
|
|
|
John Updike |
ebb1302
|
Do you think God wants a waterfall to be a tree?
|
|
|
John Updike |
61c87d2
|
You can go to the dark side of the moon and back and see nothing more wonderful and strange than the way men and women manage to get together.
|
|
|
John Updike |
30d16f4
|
be what you are. Don't try to be Sally or Johnny or Fred next door; be yourself.
|
|
|
John Updike |
66f550a
|
Geography! That's something they teach in the third grade! I never heard of a grownup studying geography.
|
|
|
John Updike |
b4a8b50
|
Rabbit realised the world was not solid and benign, it was a shabby set of temporary arrangements rigged up for the time being, all for the sake of money. You just passed through, and they milked you for what you were worth, mostly when you were young and gullible.
|
|
|
John Updike |