Top 13 Quotes & Sayings by Christopher Lehmann-Haupt
Explore popular quotes and sayings by an American novelist Christopher Lehmann-Haupt.
Last updated on April 14, 2025.
Christopher Lehmann-Haupt was an American journalist, editor of the New York Times Book Review, critic, and novelist, based in New York City. He served as senior Daily Book Reviewer from 1969 to 1995.
We breathe, we think, we conceive of our lives as narratives.
The beginning of a plot is the prompting of desire.
A brilliant and challenging discussion presented with extraordinary clarity.
Even if language is a living evolving organism, we don't have to embrace all the changes that occur during our lifetimes. If language is so alive, it can get sick.
To be crazy is not necessarily to writhe in snake pits or converse with imaginary gods. It can sometimes be not knowing what to do in the morning.
Rice Krispies happens to be one of my favorite junk foods, just as I regard Michener as superior among junk writers.
The dream is everything in the sport of fishing. You dream with every cast of your fly that the shadowy form will finally rise to your fly. You dream as you drop off to sleep at night about the lunker that got loose just as you were about to net it.
Even when you disagree with her, she electrifies your mind.
There's an enormous difference between being a critic and a reviewer. The reviewer reacts to the experience of that book.
One is happy to report that Israel Shenker is still at the aerosol stage. His energy is still compressed. The result distinguishes him both as a Jew and as an observer of Jews.
There is no medical proof that television causes brain damage - at least from over five feet away. In fact, TV is probably the least physically harmful of all the narcotics known to man.
Mr. Frazier makes me laugh out loud.
In the spirit of Julian Barnes's Flaubert's Parrot and Alain de Botton's How Proust Can Change Your Life, Mr. Dyer's Out of Sheer Rage keeps circling its subject in widening loops and then darting at it when you least expect it . . . a wild book.