Disaster followed disaster... the hero stuck in there, though. Macon had long ago noticed that all adventure movies had the same moral: Perseverance pays. Just once he'd like to see a hero like himsel...
Didn’t anyone stop to reflect that the so-called old people of today used to smoke pot, for heaven’s sake, and wear bandannas tied around their heads and picket the White House? When Amanda chided her...
Call to mind a person you've lost that you will miss to the end of your days, and then imagine happening up on that person out in public . . . You wouldn't question your sanity, because you couldn't b...
Beware against the sweet person, for sugar has no nutrition.’
Seven.seven was when ethan had learned to ride a bicycle.macon was visited by one of those memories that dent the skin, that strain the muscles. he felt the seat of ethan's bike pressing into his hand...
You could really feel physically wounded if someone hurt your feelings badly enough.
The disappointments seemed to escape the family’s notice, though. That was another of their quirks: they had a talent for pretending that everything was fine. Or maybe it wasn’t a quirk at all. Maybe...
That was one of the worst things about losing your wife, I found: your wife is the very person you want to discuss it all with.
She opened her eyes and studied him a moment. Then she slipped her hand in her pocket, come up with something and held it toward him - palming it, like a secret. For you, she said. For me?I'd like you...
She had always assumed that when she was old, she would have total confidence, finally. But look at her: still uncertain. In many ways she was more uncertain now than she had been as a girl. And often...
People who hadn't suffered a loss yet struck me as not quite grown up.
Liam really enjoyed a good movie. He found it restful to watch people's conversations without being expected to join in. But he always felt sort of lonesome if he didn't have someone next to him to nu...
Let's say you had to report back to heaven at the end of your time on earth, tell them what your personal allotment of experience had been: wouldn't it sound like Poppy's speech? The smell of radiator...
It’s like the grief has been covered over with some kind of blanket. It’s still there, but the sharpest edges are .. muffled, sort of. Then, ever now and then, I lift the corner of the blanket just to...
He was wondering if there was some cryptic, cultish mark on his door that told all the crazy people he'd have trouble saying no.
And she thought what a clean, simple life she would have led if it weren't for love.
«آدمها فکر میکنند ازدستدادن یک عزیز مثل ترک کردن سیگار است. روز اوّل خیلی سخت است. روز بعد سختی کمتر میشود و به تدریج از بین میرود و هرچه که میگذرد تحمّلش آسانتر و آسانتر میشود. امّا من میگ...
You wake in the morning, you’re feeling fine, but all at once you think, Something’s not right. Something’s off somewhere; what is it? And then you remember that it’s your child—whichever one is unhap...
Why did popular songs always focus on romantic love? Why this preoccupation with first meetings, sad partings, honeyed kisses, heartbreak, when life was also full of children's births and trips to the...
When you come [to a baseball game] in person, you direct your own focus, you know? The TV or the radio men, they might focus on the pitcher when you want to see what first base is doing; and you don't...