John Updike. Couples (№ 381381)

- It seems to me that America is like an unloved child, zakormlen sweets. Or a middle-aged wife whose husband brings home from each absence to make excuses for infidelity. When they first got married, he didn't have it to give.
- Who's the husband?
God, who else? God stopped loving us. He loves Russia, Uganda. And we are fat, pimply, do nothing but beg for more sweet. We lost His location.