They look into the mirror and all they can see is a collection of flaws,
The sick were a ferocious lot. They’d walk right through you if they thought that health was on the other side.
The entire time Albie followed Beverly around the house doing what the children referred to as the stripper soundtrack: Boom chicka-boom, boom-boom chicka-boom. When their mother stopped walking the s...
The entire time Albie followed Beverly around the house doing what the children referred to as the stripper soundtrack:When their mother stopped walking the soundtrack stopped. If she took a single st...
The President's unwavering devotion to his television set was so potentially embarrassing his cabinet would gladly have traded it in for an indiscreet mistress.
So I’ve come to Chicago to have a drink, he said. I’m living in Iowa City for now. Have you ever been to Iowa City? I
She was his wife in every way that mattered and that would save her.
People made her tired. The way they were easy with one another, the way they seemed so natural, only made her sad.
People die, terrible things happen. I know this now. You can't pick up and leave everything behind because there is too much sadness in the world and not enough places to go.
Life, Teresa knew by now, was a series of losses. It was other things too, better things, but the losses were as solid and dependable as the earth itself.
Kentucky, a state whose capital I did not know. I had never wondered about Kentucky, never imagined it as a girl the way I had New York or Houston or Paris. No one I knew had ever been to Kentucky, or...
It was too much work to remember things you might not have again, and so one by one they opened up their hands and let them go.
It was not a musical voice, and yet it affected him like music.
It was my own special brand of insanity that made me think the trials of Lucy's life could somehow be eased by the order of Tupperware.
It was a victory for all the girls that they remembered not to scream.
If you've had good gin on a hot day in Southern California with the people you love, you forget Nebraska. The two things cannot coexist. The stronger, better of the two wins.
If you're trying to find out what's coming next, turn off everything you own that has an OFF switch and listen.
I was never happier than on the nights we stayed home, lying on the living room rug. We talked about classes and poetry and politics and sex. Neither of us were in love with the Iowa Writers' Workshop...
I may at times forget the details of my life but I remember the stories I read.
I had to wait until the thought of not telling you was worse than the thought of telling you. Does