Marc Carey

Add friend
Sign in to Goodreads to learn more about Marc.


Wuthering Heights...
Rate this book
Clear rating

 
The End of the My...
Rate this book
Clear rating

progress: 
 
  (page 47 of 375)
Mar 15, 2026 03:01PM

 
Patriot: A Memoir
Marc Carey is currently reading
bookshelves: currently-reading
Rate this book
Clear rating

 
See all 15 books that Marc is reading…
Loading...
Charles Dickens
“There are some upon this earth of yours who lay claim to know us, and who do their deeds of passion, pride, ill-will, hatred, envy, bigotry, and selfishness in our name; who are as strange to us and all our kith and kin, as if they had never lived. Remember that, and charge their doings on themselves, not us.”
Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol

Wallace Stegner
“[T]hat old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air ... Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year's mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.”
Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose

Wallace Stegner
“It should not be denied... that being footloose has always exhilarated us. It is associated in our minds with escape from history and oppression and law and irksome obligations, with absolute freedom, and the road has always led West.”
Wallace Stegner

Wallace Stegner
“There must be some other possibility than death or lifelong penance ... some meeting, some intersection of lines; and some cowardly, hopeful geometer in my brain tells me it is the angle at which two lines prop each other up, the leaning-together from the vertical which produces the false arch. For lack of a keystone, the false arch may be as much as one can expect in this life. Only the very lucky discover the keystone.”
Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose

Wallace Stegner
“What do you mean, 'Angle of Repose?' she asked me when I dreamed we were talking about Grandmother's life, and I said it was the angle at which a man or woman finally lies down. I suppose it is; and yet ... I thought when I began, and still think, that there was another angle in all those years when she was growing old and older and very old, and Grandfather was matching her year for year, a separate line that did not intersect with hers. They were vertical people, they lived by pride, and it is only by the ocular illusion of perspective that they can be said to have met. But he had not been dead two months when she lay down and died too, and that may indicate that at that absolute vanishing point they did intersect. They had intersected for years, for more than he especially would ever admit.”
Wallace Stegner, Angle of Repose

year in books
Gordon ...
65 books | 9 friends

Mark St...
733 books | 1,911 friends

Ann Cre...
234 books | 24 friends

Kate Pi...
1,245 books | 21 friends

Lisa
1,305 books | 165 friends

emma
34 books | 16 friends

Samuel ...
127 books | 76 friends

Ann Sabbah
15 books | 16 friends

More friends…

Favorite Genres



Polls voted on by Marc

Lists liked by Marc