I hear they give out poisoned chocolate.
Her fingers walk the tightropes of sentences;
He says there are sixty-five million specimens in this place, and if you have the right teacher, each can be as interesting as the last.
I've been getting into Nick Drake lately, the folk singer. Sad, gorgeous stuff.
Maybe her father is right: Earth is all magma and continental crust and ocean. Gravity and time. Stones are just stones and rain is just rain and misfortune is just bad luck.
Appear,
You have to trust someone sometime. If your same blood doesn’t run in the arms and legs of the person you’re next to, you can’t trust anything. And even then.
Volkheimer. A boy at Schulpforta once described for Werner a rally at Nuremberg: an ocean of banners and flags, he said, masses of boys teeming in the lights, and the führer himself on an altar a half...
Volkheimer is gone; there are stories that he has become a fearsome sergeant in the Wehrmacht. That he led a platoon into the last town on the road to Moscow. Hacked off the fingers of dead Russians a...
This is a double cruelty: that everything else keeps living, that the spinning earth does not pause for even an instant in its trip around the sun.
The walls could fall away, even the whole city, and the brightness of that feeling would not wane.
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Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever. The Blade and the Whelk The Hôtel-Dieu dining room is big and somber and full of people talking about U-boats off Gibraltar and...
Once in the glass, as dark as blood, the Bordeaux seems almost as though it is a living thing. Von Rumpel takes pleasure in knowing that he is the only person in the world who will have the privilege...
Nine herons stand like flowers in the canal beside the coking plant.
Men cluster to me like moths around a flame, and if their wings burn, I know I’m not to blame.
Maybe the Sea of Flames never existed at all, maybe curses aren’t real, maybe her father is right: Earth is all magma and continental crust and ocean. Gravity and time. Stones are just stones and rain...
Looking to salvage one shining thing from the mire.
Life: it's happening beyond the mills, beyond the gates. Out there people chase questions of great importance.
He says, This hotel is very cheap, ma cherie. The innkeeper behind the desk said our room was forty francs a night but only twenty francs if we made our own bed. He listens to her breathe. So I said,...