Jerzy Kosinski

Jerzy Kosinski
Jerzy Kosiński, born Józef Lewinkopf, was an award-winning Polish-American novelist and two-time President of the American Chapter of P.E.N., who wrote primarily in English. Born in Poland, he survived World War II and, as a young man, emigrated to the U.S., where he became a citizen...
NationalityPolish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth14 June 1933
CountryPoland
profound people television
People say, "Well, you went on television, it enlarged your readership." It did not at all, not at all. I might as well tell you, I lost some readership, because the profound audience felt somehow bothered by my too easy manner.
destiny sick house
The popular culture says . . . Do what you do, your life is predestined, like the installment plan on your house. There's not much you can do about it. Make your payments, live it, get sick, die, don't make any trouble. It is the Master Charge of destiny. Try to get your high credit rating.
veils rooms helping
[Nabokov's] language is made visible . . . like a veil or transparent curtain. You cannot help seeing the curtain as you peek into the intimate rooms behind.
running long welcome
Like nature, our economic system remains, in the long run, stable and rational...We welcome the inevitable seasons of our economy! How foolish of us.
dying united-states dies
You don't die in the United States, you underachieve.
forget left
Take whatever you can from others, and when there is nothing left, forget about them.
careers wonder made
It's not that you aren't likable. On the contrary. You are. It's just that one wonders if you haven't made a career out of being so likable.
hiding
All my life I've been hiding.
father saws wanted
All my father saw was what he wanted to see.
social company units
If we reduce social life to the smallest possible unit we will find that there is no social life in the company of one.
writing attention language
I suppress in my prose any language which calls attention to itself.
numbers literature forums
The planned sit-down reception is an artificial forum where one is presented with a limited number of persons with whom he can hold a conversation.
self shells lovers
Lovers are not snails; they don't have to protrude from their shells and meet each other halfway. Meet me within your own self.
sleep usual eternity
I am going to put myself to sleep now for a bit longer than usual. Call it Eternity