Author: Raymond Carver

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• Raymond Carver (1)
  • IN: Call If You Need Me (1991) Fiction, Anthology Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Years ago I read something in a letter by Chekhov that impressed me. It was a piece of advice to one of his many correspondents, and it went something like this: Friend, you don't have to write about extraordinary people who accomplish extraordinary and memorable deeds. (Understand I was in college at the time and reading plays about princes and dukes and the overthrow of kingdoms. Quests and the like, large undertakings to establish heroes in their rightful places. Novels with larger-than-life heroes.) But reading what Chekhov had to say in that letter, and in other letters of his as well, and reading his stories, made me see things differently than I had before.
    FROM: "The Art of Fiction LXXVI", Paris Review, (1983), Essay, US

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• Andrew Miller (1)
  • IN: Ingenious Pain (1997) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? To call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth.
    FROM: Late Fragment, (1989), Poem, US
• Margaret Forster (1)
  • IN: Is there anything you want? (2005) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? / I did. / And what did you want? / To call myself beloved, to feel myself / beloved on the earth
    FROM: Late Fragment, (1989), Poem, US
• Felicia C. Sullivan (1)
  • IN: Follow Me into the Dark (2017) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.
    FROM: What We Talk About When We Talk About Love: Stories, (1981), Book, US
• Katherine McKenzie (1)
  • IN: Hidden (2013) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Suppose I say summer, write the word "hummingbird," put it in an envelope, take it down the hill to the box. When you open my letter you will recall those days and how much, just how much, I love you.
    FROM: Hummingbird, (1989), Poem, US
• Raymond Carver (1)
  • IN: Call If You Need Me (1991) Fiction, Anthology Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Years ago I read something in a letter by Chekhov that impressed me. It was a piece of advice to one of his many correspondents, and it went something like this: Friend, you don't have to write about extraordinary people who accomplish extraordinary and memorable deeds. (Understand I was in college at the time and reading plays about princes and dukes and the overthrow of kingdoms. Quests and the like, large undertakings to establish heroes in their rightful places. Novels with larger-than-life heroes.) But reading what Chekhov had to say in that letter, and in other letters of his as well, and reading his stories, made me see things differently than I had before.
    FROM: "The Art of Fiction LXXVI", Paris Review, (1983), Essay, US