Less (Winner of the Pulitzer Prize): A Novel (The Arthur Less Books Book 1)

Strange, though; because he is afraid of everything, nothing is harder than anything else. Taking a trip around the world is no more terrifying than buying a stick of gum. The daily dose of courage.

Less can sometimes touch another and send the spark of his own nervous system into theirs.

Oh, to have a time machine and a video camera!

Just by chance, today we get to be in the center of all beauty.

And we realize that we thought we were the only changing thing, the only variable, in the world; that the objects and people in our lives are there for our pleasure, like the playing pieces of a game, and cannot move of their own accord; that they are held in place by our need for them, by our love. How stupid. Arthur Less, who was supposed to rema

Says the bravest person I know: “I can’t.”

wit; it was a pleasure, for a while, to be a grown-up with another grown-up, to share a phase of life—early forties—and laugh about their fear of fifty.

watch the romances and comedies of his mind projected onto his face,

The work, the habit, the words, will fix you. Nothing else can be depended on, and Less has known genius, what genius can do. But what if you are not a genius? What will the work do then?