Being ill like this combines shock - this time I will die - with a pain and agony that are unfamiliar, that wrench me out of myself. Harold Brodkey agonycombinedie Change image and share on social
Memory, so complete and clear or so evasive, has to be ended, has to be put aside, as if one were leaving a chapel and bringing the prayer to an end in one's head. Harold Brodkey bringchapelclear Change image and share on social
I feel sorry for the man who marries you... because everyone thinks you're sweet and you're not. Harold Brodkey feelmanmarry Change image and share on social
This identity, this mind, this particular cast of speech, is nearly over. Harold Brodkey castidentitymind Change image and share on social
I have thousands of opinions still - but that is down from millions - and, as always, I know nothing. Harold Brodkey millionopinionthousand Change image and share on social
If you like to read, sometimes it's interesting just to go and see what the reality is, of the word, of the seedy or not so seedy fiction writer, the drunk or sober poet... Sometimes you can go looking for illumination. Harold Brodkey drinkfictionillumination share on social
Almost the first thing I did when I became ill was to buy a truly good television set. Harold Brodkey buygoodill Change image and share on social
It is like visiting one's funeral, like visiting loss in its purest and most monumental form, this wild darkness, which is not only unknown but which one cannot enter as oneself. Harold Brodkey darknessenterform Change image and share on social
In New York one lives in the moment rather more than Socrates advised, so that at a party or alone in your room it will always be difficult to guess at the long term worth of anything. Harold Brodkey advisedifficultguess Change image and share on social
But death's acquisitive instincts will win. Harold Brodkey acquisitivedeathinstinct Change image and share on social