Contact
Privacy
Home
Latest
Oldest
Popular
Random
Home
»
tags
»
book-quote
»
She was his potchke, his fleutchke, his notchke, his motchke, his everything...
Author:
John Cheever
Book:
The Wapshot Chronicle
Viewed:
56 -
Published at:
4 years ago
She was his potchke, his fleutchke, his notchke, his motchke, his everything that the speech of St. Botolphs left unexpressed. She was his little, little squirrel.
( John Cheever )
[ The Wapshot Chronicle ]
www.QuoteSweet.com
TAGS :
book-quote
Related Quotes:
That is the Earth, he thought. Not a globe thousands of kilometers around, but a...
You really shouldn't trust a soul in this game. Not when everyone has something...
Charlotte Perkins Gilman, whose writing emphasized the crucial question of...
Look, if you don't have a bad attitude and lots of things wrong with you, no...
Dangerous systems usually required standardized procedures and some form of...
To continue with the analogy, my perspective, my brush technique, my use of...
You may also like:
The truth is that as a man's real power grows and his knowledge widens, ever the...
Dear dad, in consequence of a trivial altercation with a Captain Tapper, of Wild...
Shake your business up and pour it. I don't have all day.
My mother, my grandmother and my great-grandmother all told me it was right,...
Why did people always blame kids for things like this? As far as Grover could...
I did sometimes wonder what he saw in you," he said, his tone deliberately...
Categories
book-quote (0.5m)
love (43k)
life (41k)
inspirational (29k)
philosophy (15k)
humor (15k)
god (14k)
truth (13k)
wisdom (11k)
happiness (10k)
About
Contact
Privacy
Terms of service
Disclaimer