Kathleen would not know a friend if one sankits teeth into her wrist--which is more or less what she expects from the mass ofother girls. She skirts them cautiously, as if they were dangerous wild ani...
Lily has never gotton used to being alone. They turn in the water and turn again, then Ambrose lifts her above the surface once more and the creek rains down from her. He lays her gently on her back a...
Materia had been just six when they docked in Sydney Harbour and her father said, 'Look. This is the New World. Anything is possible here.' She's been too young to realize that he was talking to her b...
Sat - sex is good for the voice. Why don't they teach you that in school?
Teresa blames herself for believing that she was indispensable to Mahmoud. Pride goeth before a fall.
The moon may drive men mad but it can calm a savage girl, for it is cool, precise, it is lucid.
Who is that in the glass? She sees herself for the first time. She doesn't require softlight, not at her age, not with her looks, so the effect of three candles is excessivelyravishing. Her hair spark...
Adelaide believes that all children should have enough grown-ups around who love them so that one can tell them to fight, one can tell them not to, and one can tell them not to worry so much.
All memories soften with age, and the good ones are also the most perishable (...) conjured up till they faded to nothing. Like cave paintings by candlelight, she could only glimpse them now in the da...
Books were not an expense; they were an investment.
Everything in New York is a photograph. All the things that are supposed to be dirty or rough or unrefined are the most beautiful things. Garbage cans at the ends of alleyways look like they've been u...
For once, Frances is stripped of irony. She is in the presence of something bigger--namely Herself. Or at least the self implied by her new body. This is how the Blessed Virgin visits us. She inhabits...
Hope is a gift. You can't choose to have it. To believe and yet to have no hope is to thirst beside a fountain.
I am here as a speck, but I don't feel scared or about to be blown away, I feel like all New York is a warm embrace just waiting to enfold me.
It's his last thrill and his last sting of love, as fresh and painful as youth transplanted over time and an ocean. There is nothing left for him now except to die, but that will take a while because...
It's not the cold that makes you sleep yourself to death in the Arctic, it's the smooth pallor of the landscape, and the desert has that same smooth pallor, though Arabic. It's the whiteness, the same...
It's where she belongs, she craves the caress of the violent shore, to come alive like that once more in a clash of stone and then to die.
It’s a sin for Lily to let Mercedes think it was Daddy who beat up Frances. But he has done it in the past. Surely truth can be borrowed across time without perishing. Shelf life, so to speak.
Jetzt bleibt ihm nur noch er Tod, doch der lässt auf sich warten, weil Mahmoud ein Gewohnheitstier ist und sich daran ewöhnt hat, am Leben zu sein.
July I The British plan is this: a million shells to cut the Boche wire. Shoulder your seventy-pound pack as usual. Go over the top. Walk towards the German lines, they'll all be dead by now. Keep wal...
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