John Updike Quotes

Generally, I get bad reviews in Turkey.

Women forget all the things they don't want to remember, and remember everything they don't want to forget.

Bad reviews come with everything. I've been getting them my whole life.

The bad reviews get to me, believe me.

I'm used to bad reviews.

Memory is deceptive because it is colored by today's events.

One's memories aren't what actually happened - they're very subjective. You can always make it much better, right?

The only critics who annoy me are the ones who come to my shows even when they're clearly not fans of my work.

People only remember what they want to remember.

I've come to learn that you could read through one hundred things, ninety of them could be positive, those ten negative ones are the ones you're going to remember, that are going to stand out.

isn't so astonishing, the number of things that I can remember, as the number of things I can remember that aren't so.

People forgot; it was in the nature of people to forget, to blur boundaries, to retell stories to come out the way they wanted them to come out, to remember things as how they ought to be instead of how they were.

I live in the house bad reviews built.

Memory is so corrupt that you remember only what you want to; if you want to forget about something, slowly but surely you do.

I've had plenty of negative reviews. I have my entire life.

What beastly incidents our memories insist on cherishing, the ugly, and the disgusting; the beautiful things we have to keep diaries to remember.

Memory is a wonderful thing if you don't have to deal with the past.

Memories contain hidden editorials on current events.

Few have wished for memory so much as they have longed for forgetfulness.

Memory is fiction. We select the brightest and the darkest, ignoring what we are ashamed of, and so embroider the broad tapestry of our lives.

Such are the Splendors and Miseries of memory: it is proud of its ability to keep truthful track of the logical sequence of past events; but when it comes to how we experienced them at the time, memory feels no obligation to truth.

Reviews are destructive by their very nature.

Isn't it fortunate how selective our recollections usually are.

Seems like there's always someone who disapproves. They'll judge it like they know about me and you.

Sometimes it's a good thing we don't remember things half as well as books do.