Jоhn Edwаrd Williаmѕ (August 29, 1922 – Mаrсh 3, 1994) wаѕ an Amеriсаn аuthоr, еditоr аnd рrоfеѕѕоr.
Hе wаѕ bеѕt known fоr his nоvеlѕ Stоnеr (1965) and Augustus (1972).
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John Edward Williams Novel
To read without joy is stupid. John Edward Williams
To read without joy is stupid.
Every victory enlarges the magnitude of our possible defeat. John Edward Williams
Every victory enlarges the magnitude of our possible defeat.
She turned to him and pulled her lips in what he knew must be a smile. “Not at all. I’m having a lovely time. Really. John Edward Williams
She turned to him and pulled her lips in what he knew must be a smile. “Not at all. I’m having a lovely time. Really.
When he had thought of death before, he had thought of it either as a literary event or as the slow, quiet attrition of time against imperfect flesh. John Edward Williams
When he had thought of death before, he had thought of it either as a literary event or as the slow, quiet attrition of time against imperfect flesh.
He was gripped by what he could think of only as numbness, though he knew it was a feeling compounded of emotions so deep and intense that they could not be acknowledged because they could not be lived with. John Edward Williams
He was gripped by what he could think of only as numbness, though he knew it was a feeling compounded of emotions so deep and intense that they could not be acknowledged because they could not be lived with.
Within a month he knew that his marriage was a failure; within a year he stopped hoping that it would improve. John Edward Williams
Within a month he knew that his marriage was a failure; within a year he stopped hoping that it would improve.
So we are of the world, after all; we should have known that. We did know it, I believe; but we had to withdraw a little, pretend a little, so that we could— John Edward Williams
So we are of the world, after all; we should have known that. We did know it, I believe; but we had to withdraw a little, pretend a little, so that we could—
He looked at them curiously, as if he had not seen them before, and felt very distant from them and very close to them. John Edward Williams
He looked at them curiously, as if he had not seen them before, and felt very distant from them and very close to them.
Innocent of fashion or custom, they came to their studies as Stoner had dreamed that a student might--as if those studies were life itself and not specific means to specific ends. John Edward Williams
Innocent of fashion or custom, they came to their studies as Stoner had dreamed that a student might--as if those studies were life itself and not specific means to specific ends.
A kind of joy came upon him, as if borne in on a summer breeze. He dimly recalled that he had been thinking of failure-as if it mattered. It seemed to him now that such thoughts were mean, unworthy of what his life had been. John Edward Williams
A kind of joy came upon him, as if borne in on a summer breeze. He dimly recalled that he had been thinking of failure-as if it mattered. It seemed to him now that such thoughts were mean, unworthy of what his life had been.
She had never been alone to care for her own self one day of her life, nor could it ever have occurred to her that she might become responsible for the well- being of another. John Edward Williams
She had never been alone to care for her own self one day of her life, nor could it ever have occurred to her that she might become responsible for the well- being of another.
When at last he came to his decision, it seemed to him that he had known all along what it would be. John Edward Williams
When at last he came to his decision, it seemed to him that he had known all along what it would be.