Frases de John Cheever

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“No puedo escribir sin un lector. Es precisamente como un beso- no puedes hacerlo solo.”

“Parece restregar y planchar con fervor penitencial, aunque no se me ocurre qué es lo que considera que ha hecho mal.”

“Mis venas se llenan, una vez por semana con un limpiador de alfombras napolitano destilado del Adriático y soy tan calvo como un huevo. Sin embargo sigo moviéndome y soy cruel con los gatos.”

“Siento nostalgia por países en los que nunca he estado, y ansiado estar donde no podía estar.”

“The task of an American writer is not to describe the misgivings of a woman taken in adultery as she looks out of a window at the rain but to describe four hundred people under the lights reaching for a foul ball. This is ceremony.”

“He was a tall man with an astonishing and somehow elegant curvature of the spine, formed by an enlarged lower abdomen, which he carried in a stately and contented way, as if it contained money and securities.”

“I sometimes go back to walk through the ghostly remains of Sutton Place where the rude, new buildings stand squarely in one another’s river views.”

“His religious requirements—that the service come from Cranmer’s rites in the old prayer book, that it take 33 minutes or less, that the church be within 10 minutes’ driving distance and that the altar be sufficiently simple so that it wouldn’t remind him of a gift shop—limited his choice of parishes.”

“People named John and Mary never divorce. For better or for worse, in madness and in saneness, they seem bound together for eternity by their rudimentary nomenclature. They may loathe and despise one another, quarrel, weep, and commit mayhem, but they are not free to divorce. Tom, Dick, and Harry can go to Reno on a whim, but nothing short of death can separate John and Mary.”