Jessica put out her hand and braced herself against the door jamb. She experienced one of those rare moments when understanding of the world alters and a previously impossible thing is admitted, if no...
It's living up to being happy that's the most difficult part.
I wish for a moment that time would lift me out of this day, and into some more benign one. But then I feel guilty for wanting to avoid the sadness; dead people need us to remember them, even if it ea...
I hear a muffled sniffling noise and glancing at Claire I am astonished to see that tears are streaming across her face toward her ears. I sit up and lean over her... I smooth her hair, and pull her i...
I breathe slowly and deeply. I make my eyes still under eyelids, I make my mind still, and soon, Sleep, seeing a perfect reproduction of himself, comes to be united with his facsimile.
He thanked her and left the house in the mood of a shipwrecked man who has allowed the rescue ship to pass him by.
He had never realized, while Elspeth was alive, the extent to which a thing had not completely happened until he told her about it.
Everything is still out there: the rooftops and chimneys, the graffiti, the office towers and the cyclists; soon there will be sheep and that immense sky the keep out in the countryside... Once I thou...
Tenho medo de que você se canse de não poder contar comigo para nada e me largue. (...)- Nunca vou largar você - diz. - Ainda que você viva me largando.- Mas eu nunca quero te largar.
When somebody is that patient, you have to feel grateful, and then you want to hurt them. Does that make any sense?
When I am out there, in time, I am inverted, changed into a desperate version of myself. I become a thief, a vagrant, an animal who runs and hides. I startle old women and amaze children. I am a trick...
Turning each page is like making a bed, an enormous expanse of paper slowly rises up and over.
Part of me wants to turn him into hamburger and part of me doesn't want to beat up somebody who's taped to a tree.
It's easy to be omniscient when you've done it all before.
It comes out so quietly that I have to ask her to repeat it: It’s just that I thought maybe you were married to me.
I place my hands over her ears and tip her head back, and kiss her, and try to put my heart into hers, for safekeeping, in case I lose it again.
I love you, always. Time is nothing. Henry
I fell asleep. But later that night I woke up. There was moonlight coming through the window, and shadows of tree branches fell onto the bed, waving gently in the breeze.And then you saw the ghost?Jam...
I don't know what to say to this Clare who is old and young and different from other girls, who knows that different might be hard.
I can appreciate that, says Henry. He’s adding to the list. I look over his shoulder. Sex Pistols, the Clash, Gang of Four, Buzzcocks, Dead Kennedys, X, the Mekons, the Raincoats, the Dead Boys, New O...