Michael Chabon
Michael Chabon
Michael Chabonis an American novelist and short story writer...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth24 May 1963
CountryUnited States of America
summer baseball running
It was the kind of promise a father makes easily and sincerely, knowing at the same time that it will be impossible to keep. The truth of some promises is not as important as whether or not you can believe in them, with all your heart. A game of baseball can't really make a summer day last forever. A home run can't really heal all the broken places in our world, or in a single human heart. And there was no way that Mr. Feld could keep his promise never to leave Ethan again. All parents leave their children one day.
persistence hardship handwriting
With patience and calm, persistence and stoicism, good handwriting and careful labeling, they would meet persecution, indignity, and hardship head-on.
i-love-you falling-in-love long
As long as she was falling in love with me, I might as well start making her promises I didn't intend to keep.
moments disappointed ifs
He looked so profoundly disappointed in me that I wondered for a moment if he was someone I knew.
kids drawing balls
Every day is like a kid's drawing, offered to you with a strange mix of ceremoniousness and offhand disregard, yours for the keeping. Some of the days are rich and complicated, others inscrutable, others little more than a stray gray mark on a ragged page. Some you manage to hang on to, though your reasons for doing so are often hard to fathom. But most of them you just ball up and throw away.
fathers-day father men
A father is a man who fails every day.
giving-up hypocrisy meat
He is by nature a vegetarian but would never consider giving up meat.
baseball book games
The first and last duty of the lover of the game of baseball," Peavine's book began, "whether in the stands or on the field, is the same as that of the lover of life itself: to pay attention to it. When it comes to the position of catcher, as all but fools and shortstops will freely acknowledge, this solemn requirement is doubled.
nice spring heart
It was nice standing out in the darkness, in the damp grass, with spring coming on and a feeling in my heart of imminent disaster.
love-you clouds sitting
That evening I rode downtown on an unaccountably empty bus, sitting in the last row. At the front I saw a thin cloud of smoke rising around the driver’s head. ‘Hey, bus driver,’ I said. ‘Can I smoke?’ ‘May I,’ said the bus driver. ‘I love you,’ I said.
dog heart black
That's a big trunk," James said, as we jammed in the leathery old case that looked so much like the black heart of some leviathan. "It fits a tuba, three suitcases, a dead dog, and a garment bag almost perfectly." "That's just what they used to say in the ads," I said...
pairs steel locks
Only love could pick a nested pair of steel Bramah locks.
museums canvas bedroom
There was something unmistakably exultant about the mess that Rosa had made. Her bedroom-studio was at once the canvas, journal, museum, and midden of her life. She did not “decorate” it; she infused it.
father historic lows
The handy thing about being a father is that the historic standard is so pitifully low.