Gary Shteyngart
Gary Shteyngart
Gary Shteyngartis an American writer born in Leningrad, USSR. Much of his work is satirical...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth5 July 1972
CountryUnited States of America
falling-in-love men people
I'm the fortieth ugliest man in this bar. But so what! So what!... Isn't this how people used to fall in love?
hands brain fiction
Good fiction makes me turn off all the other parts of my brain, so that I become quiet and submissive, entirely at the mercy of the work at hand.
summer running home
Summer is a Latvian chicken. We make foolish choices. We think we’re young again. We run with outstretched arms toward an object of love and it pecks us and pecks us until we’re standing there snot-nosed and teary in the middle of Astor Place and the sun sets fire to our Penguin shirts and all that is left to do is go to our air-conditioned homes and ponder the cruelty of our finest season.
cities despair answers
Every returning New Yorker asks the question: Is this still my city? I have a ready answer, cloaked in obstinate despair: It is. And if it's not, I will love it all the more. I will love it to the point where it becomes mine again.
party gay kissing
Life for young American college graduates is a festive affair. Free of having to support their families, they mostly have gay parties on rooftops where they reflect at length upon their quirky electronic childhoods and sometimes kiss each other on the lips and neck.
drinking smoking students
I was really not a good student, and I felt that shame every day. That's one of the reasons I started smoking pot and drinking daily.
tyrants attention mercy
That's what tyrants do, I guess. They make you covet their attention; they make you confuse attention for mercy.
want world hungry
I am born hungry. Ravenous. I want to eat the world, and I can never be satiated.
growing-up america russia
I was very, very sick when I was growing up in Russia. The ambulance constantly came to our house. I had horrible asthma that is easily treated in America, but they didn't even have inhalers back in Russia.
iphone needs lost
The best thing about the iPhone is this that tells me where I am all the time. Theres never a need to feel lost anymore.
nice fiction would-be
American fiction is good. It would be nice if somebody read it.
growing-up thinking mortality
I always think that good writers should be growing up on the brink of death - it really lets them see mortality very clearly.
teenage love-you squares
I reveled in the smallness, the coziness of an upstairs bedroom in a traditional American Cape Cod house the half-floor that forces you to duck, to feel small and naive again, ready for anything, dying for love, your body a chimney filled with odd, black smoke. These square, squat, awkward rooms are like a fifty-square-foot paean to teenage-hood, to ripeness, to the first and last taste of youth.
distance america rooms
In America, the distance between wanting something and having it delivered to your living room is not terribly great.