Senti, sono poche le persone che incontrano la loro anima gemella a sei anni. E bisogna pur passare il tempo, in un modo o nell'altro. Ingrid era molto... paziente. Straordinariamente paziente. Dispos...
She looks up at me, still rocking. Henry . . . why did me decide to do this again? Supposedly when it’s over they hand you a baby and let you keep it. Oh yeah. --Wednesday, September 5, 2001
She talked back, but he didn't understand her raven language of harsh caws and soft croaks.
She's going to break my heart and I'm going to let her.
We didn't think the library was funny looking in it's faux- Greek splendor, nor did we find the cuisine limited or bland, or the movies at the Michigan theater relentlessly American and mindless. Thes...
We are walking down the street holding hands. There is a playground at the end of the block, and I run to the swings and I climb on and Henry takes the one next to me facing the opposite direction. An...
So in order to cope, I pick locks, shoplift, pick pockets, mug people, panhandle, break and enter, steal cars, lie, fold, spindle, and mutilate. You name it, I've done it
Why do I feel like I'm at the edge of a hole?
Sometimes I'm happy when he's gone, but I'm always happy when he returns. -Clare
To world enough and time.
Every angel is terrifying
Sonunda kaybetseniz bile hayatta kısa bir süreliğine çok mutlu olmak, bir ömür boyu orta karar yaşamaktan daha iyi değil mi?-Clare
Tchotchka. Amorta. Heart of my heart. Speak to me.
That's Henry. When he makes you moan and cry, don't say nobody never told you
[...] la sensación de que las cosas no marchan bien y de que, de hecho, todo funciona tan mal que lo único que podemos hacer es decir: 'Jódete', una y otra vez, sin parar, gritándolo a pleno pulmón, h...
The compelling thing about making art—or making anything, I suppose—is the moment when the vaporous, insubstantial idea becomes a solid , a thing, a substance in a world of substances. Circe, Nimbue,...
That’s the thing about living vicariously; it’s so much faster than actual living. In a few minutes we’ll be worrying about names for the children.
That’s the thing about living vicariously; it’s so much faster than actual living.
The Garden Under Snow Now the garden is under snow a blank page our footprints write onclare who was never minebut always belonged to herselfSleeping Beautya crystalline blanketthis is her springthis...
The apartment is a laboratory in which we conduct experiments, perform research on each other. We discover Henry hates it when I absentmindedly click my spoon against my teeth while reading the paper...
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