Phrase by 'Harold Brodkey'
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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.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorYou , Sometimes , Looking , Drunk
Death and I are head to head in a total collision, pure and mutual distaste.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorHead , Death , Pure , Mutual
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.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorLike , Wild , Darkness , Loss
Public radio is alive and kicking, it always has been.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorAlways , Alive , Been , Radio
I feel sorry for the man who marries you... because everyone thinks you're sweet and you're not.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorYou , Feel , Man , Sorry
This identity, this mind, this particular cast of speech, is nearly over.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorMind , Identity , Over , Speech
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.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorMe , Myself , Time , Pain
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.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorMemory , End , Prayer , Leaving
It is death that goes down to the center of the earth, the great burial church the earth is, and then to the curved ends of the universe, as light is said to do.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorGreat , Down , Light , Death
I awake with a not entirely sickened knowledge that I am merely young again and in a funny way at peace, an observer who is aware of time's chariot, aware that some metamorphosis has occurred.
Author: Harold Brodkey - American AuthorTime , Knowledge , Peace , Funny
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