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  • Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • Beauty is a whore, I like money better.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • The vestibule door opens onto a June morning so fine and scrubbed Classira pauses at the threshold as she would at the edge of a pool, watching the turquoise water lapping at the tiles, the liquid nets of sun wavering in the blue depths. As if standing at the edge of a pool she delays for a moment the plunge, the quick membrane of chill, the plain shock of immersion.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • Dead, we are revealed in our true dimensions, and they are surprisingly modest.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • There is a beauty in the world, though it's harsher than we expect it to be.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")


  • Dear Leonard. To look life in the face. Always to look life in the face and to know it for what it is. At last to know it. To love it for what it is, and then, to put it away. Leonard. Always the years between us. Always the years. Always the love. Always the hours.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • There is still that singular perfection, and it's perfect in part because it seemed, at the time, so clearly to promise more.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • He is still, at times, astonished by her. She may be the most intelligent woman in England, he thinks. Her books may be read for centuries.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • These days, Clarissa believes, you measure people first by their kindness and their capacity for devotion. You get tired, sometimes, of wit and intellect; everybody's little display of genius.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • I don't have any regrets, really, except that one. I wanted to write about you, about us, really. Do you know what I mean? I wanted to write about everything, the life we're having and the lives we might have had. I wanted to write about all the ways we might have died.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • What a thrill, what a shock, to be alive on a morning in June, prosperous, almost scandalously privileged, with a simple errand to run.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • Like the morning you walked out of that old house, when you were eighteen and I was, well, I had just turned nineteen, hadn't I? I was a nineteen-year-old and I was in love with Louis and I was in love with you, and I thought I had never seen anything so beautiful as the sight of you walking out a glass door in the early morning, still sleepy, in your underwear. Isn't it strange?
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • What does it mean to regret when you have no choice? It's what you can bear. And there it is... It was death. I chose life.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • Men may congratulate themselves for writing truly and passionately about the movements of nations; they may consider war and the search for God to be great literature's only subjects; but if men's standing in the world could be toppled by an ill-advised choice of hat, English literature would be dramatically changed.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")

  • What I wanted to do seemed simple. I wanted something alive and shocking enough that it could be a morning in somebody's life. The most ordinary morning. Imagine, trying to do that.
    (Michael Cunningham, "The Hours")


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