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The hell with "love" anyway, and with every other phony, time-wasting, half-assed emotion in the world.
tags: world emotion hell
— Richard Yates
There's never been anything funny about a woman dying for love.
tags: women funny dying
— Richard Yates
In avoiding specific goals he had avoided specific limitations. For the time being the world, life itself, could be his chosen field.
tags: time world goal
— Richard Yates
Dying for love might be pitiable, but it wasn't much different, finally, from any other kind of dying.
tags: dying
— Richard Yates
It haunted him all night, while he slept alone; it was still there in the morning, when he swallowed his coffee and backed down the driveway in the crumpled old Ford. And riding to work, one of the youngest and healthiest passengers on the train, he sat with the look of a man condemned to a very slow, painless death. He felt middle-aged.
tags: death men work night
— Richard Yates
Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
tags: silence
— Richard Yates
Are artists and writers the only people entitled to lives of their own?
tags: people live artist
— Richard Yates
Our ability to measure and apportion time affords an almost endless source of comfort.
tags: time comfort
— Richard Yates
I'm only interested in stories that are about the crushing of the human heart.
tags: heart human stories
— Richard Yates
You want to play house, you got to have a job. You want to play very nice house, very sweet house, then you got to have a job you don't like. Great. This is the way ninety-eight-point-nine per cent of the people work things out, so believe me, buddy, you've got nothing to apologize for.
tags: people work believe job
— Richard Yates
Being alone has nothing to do with how many people are around.
tags: people alone
— Richard Yates
If my work has a theme, I suspect it is a simple one: that most human beings are inescapably alone, and therein lies their tragedy.
tags: work lies human alone tragedy
— Richard Yates
Intelligent, thinking people could take things like this in their stride, just as they took the larger absurdities of deadly dull jobs in the city and deadly dull homes in the suburbs. Economic circumstances might force you to live in this environment, but the important thing was to keep from being contaminated. The important thing, always, was to remember who you were.
tags: people live environment job thinking economics
— Richard Yates
She just happened to feel like it. Wasn't that after all, the only reason there was? Had she ever had a less selfish, more complicated reason for doing anything in her life?
— Richard Yates
No one forgets the truth; they just get better at lying.
tags: lying
— Richard Yates
Do you know what the definition of insane is? Yes. It's the inability to relate to another human being. It's the inability to love.
tags: human definition
— Richard Yates
The Revolutionary Hill Estates had not been designed to accommodate a tragedy. Even at night, as if on purpose, the development held no looming shadows and no gaunt silhouettes. It was invincibly cheerful, a toyland of white and pastel houses whose bright, uncurtained windows winked blandly through a dappling of green and yellow leaves " A man running down these streets in desperate grief was indecently out of place.
tags: men grief development night tragedy running
— Richard Yates
You're painfully alive in a drugged and dying culture.
tags: culture dying
— Richard Yates
if you wanted to do something absolutely honest, something true, it always turned out to be a thing that had to be done alone.
tags: alone true
— Richard Yates
Why did everything always change when all you wanted, all you had ever humbly asked of whatever God there might be, was that certain things be allowed to stay the same?
tags: god
— Richard Yates
if you don't try at anything, you can't fail" it takes back bone to lead the life you want
— Richard Yates
And do you know a funny thing? I'm almost fifty years old and I've never understood anything in my whole life.
tags: funny year
— Richard Yates
It's a disease. Nobody thinks or feels or cares any more; nobody gets excited or believes in anything except their own comfortable little God damn mediocrity.
tags: believe care god
— Richard Yates
Hopeless emptiness. Now you've said it. Plenty of people are onto the emptiness, but it takes real guts to see the hopelessness.
tags: people real
— Richard Yates
Know what we did, Lucy? You and me? We spent our whole lives yearning. Isn't that the God damndest thing?
tags: live god
— Richard Yates
He took each fact as it came and let it slip painlessly into the back of his mind, thinking, Okay, okay, I'll think about that one later; and that one; and that one; so that the alert, front part of his mind could remain free enough to keep him in command of the situation.
tags: facts thinking mind
— Richard Yates
Hard work, is the best medicine yet devised for all the ills of man- and of woman.
tags: work women medicine
— Richard Yates
People did change, and a change could be a bloom as well as a withering...
tags: people
— Richard Yates
He knew it was possible for shame to be nursed and doctored like an illness, if you wanted to keep it separate from the rest of your life, but that didn't mean there'd be any way to keep from knowing it was there.
tags: illness knowing shame
— Richard Yates
God knows there certainly ought to be a window around here somewhere, for all of us.
tags: god
— Richard Yates
Warren Cox, God knew, was no prize; a commercial person, a sales person, the kind of man who said things like "x numbers of dollars". At lunch today, laboriously trying to explain some business procedure, he had said "x number of dollars" three times.
tags: time men people god business
— Richard Yates
Remember what Anatole France said about the dog masturbating on your leg-'Sure, it's honest, but who needs it?
tags: dog
— Richard Yates
Acting might bring on emotional exhaustion, but writing tired your brains out. Writing led to depression and insomnia and walking around all day with a haggard look.
tags: depression brain emotional writing
— Richard Yates
Every man has a right to keep his own sentiments if he pleases.
tags: men right
— Richard Yates
Your cowardly self-delusions about "love" when you know as well as I do that there's never been anything between us but contempt and distrust and a terrible sickly dependence on each other's weakness- that's why. That's why I couldn't stop laughing about the Inability to Love, and that's why I can't stand to let you touch me, and that's why I'll never again believe in anything you think, let alone anything you say
tags: believe alone
— Richard Yates
What a subtle, treacherous thing it was to let yourself go that way! Because once you've started it was terribly difficult to stop; soon you were saying "I'm sorry, of course you're right", and "Whatever you think is best", and "you're the most wonderful and valuable thing int he world", and the next thing you knew all honesty, all truth, was as far away and glimmering, as hopelessly unattainable as the world of the golden people.
tags: truth people world honesty saying sorry
— Richard Yates
...his job was the very least important part of his life, never to be mentioned except in irony.
tags: irony job
— Richard Yates
If you haven't written a novel by the time you're forty you never will!
tags: time novel
— Richard Yates
A man could rant and smash and grapple with the State Police, and still the sprinklers whirled at dusk on every lawn and the television droned in every living room.
tags: men living
— Richard Yates
...you found you were saying yes when you meant no, and "We've got to be together in this thing" when you meant the very opposite ... and then you were face to face, in total darkness, with the knowledge that you didn't know who you were. And how could anyone else be blamed for that?
tags: darkness saying
— Richard Yates
richard yates
Birth    : February 3, 1926
Death  : November 7, 1992
Occupation  : Novelist