Stayed with her, that she would think, even for an instant, of not shooting her father as failing him
Time passed and I had a harder and harder time remembering why Karl wasn’t my type, or remembering what my type had been. It was as if we were growing into one another. He was smart and kind. My famil...
There was no explanation for how the school, which was the major source of misery in their lives, could have been transformed into the most compelling place on earth simply by virtue of its being Satu...
The great love of his life, after God, lived only in dark vinyl.
She caught herself then. Such babble! Teresa was shocked by the roaming idleness of her mind, as if she were sifting through trash on the side of the freeway and was stopped, enchanted, by every foil...
Never be so focused on what you're looking for that you overlook the thing you actually find.
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. Now there
It was already in place, without him seeing any of it, the web was spun and snug around the house, and while his first impulse, the natural impulse, was to press ahead anyway and see if he might beat...
I was stopped by security guards in four buildings today. I showed my ID, was told I could go up, and then I was stopped by a second guard at the elevator who told me I couldn’t go up. Fodé nodded wit...
I slept like his sister would have, without trouble or dreams.
I changed along with it. Anything I thought I couldn’t do turned out to be something I managed fine.
I can’t write the book I want to write, but I can and will write the book I am capable of writing. Again and again throughout the course of my life I will forgive myself.
He was in love, and never had he felt such kindness towards another person.
Every drop of rain hit the ground with such force it bounced back up again, giving the earth the appearance of something boiling.
Isn’t often the past picks up the phone and calls, affording the opportunity to reconsider personal history in a way that could have saved countless thousands of dollars in therapy had I been inclined...
Had been looking. The water on the glass was steady
But no one was going to shoot a soprano.
Until then I’ll keep writing things down, both the things I make up and the things that have happened. It is the way I’ve learned to see my life.
They were lined with the pelts of cast-off teddy bears. There was no vanity in winter.
There were some people who had the ability to tell other people what was worth wanting,