Saul Bellow
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Saul Bellow
Saul Bellowwas a Canadian-American writer. For his literary work, Bellow was awarded the Pulitzer Prize, the Nobel Prize for Literature, and the National Medal of Arts. He is the only writer to win the National Book Award for Fiction three times and he received the National Book Foundation's lifetime Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters in 1990...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth10 June 1915
CityLachine, Canada
CountryUnited States of America
I'm glad I haven't lived in vain.
Unfortunately for the betterment of mankind it is not always the fair-minded who are in the right.
Associate with the noblest people you can find; read the best books; live with the mighty; but learn to be happy alone.
Losing a parent is something like driving through a plate-glass window. You didn't know it was there until it shattered, and then for years to come you're picking up the pieces -- down to the last glassy splinter.
When we ask for advice, we are usually looking for an accomplice.
She was what we used to call a suicide blonde - dyed by her own hand.
...I am much better now at ambiguities.
...is the carbon molecule lined with thought?
I have, perhaps, a slave-like constitution which is too easily restrained by bonds; it then becomes rebellious and bursts out in a comic revolution.
I am an American – Chicago born.
Death is the black backing on the mirror that allows us to see anything at all.
Fun comes hard - like, alas, its prarens, pleasure and happiness, whom we have to pursue.
The only truly intersting side of the matter was the intimate design of the injury, the fact that it was so penetrating, custom-made exactly to your measure. It's fascinating that hatred should be so personal as to be almost loving. The knife and the wound aching for each other.
It's goodbye to reality when love sets in.