A blank space on a form, the missing page, a void, a hole in your knowledge of someone--it's still some real . It exists. You don't get to fill it in with whatever you want.
A choir of seedlings arching their necks out of rotted tree stumps, sucking life out of death. I am the forest's conscience, but remember, the forest eats itself and lives forever.
A delicate business, telling the truth. So long as Landis writes a happier falsehood for these men to tell themselves, they can believe in opportunity. They are the nearly rich,
A life was a life. She'd been orphaned at an age to internalize death as poor material for a joke. And likewise, salvation.
A million dead butterflies, she said. Sorry as hell they ever landed here.
A person can succeed and fail at the same time. Maybe letting me down was your way of getting me to be me.
A woman knows she can walk away from a pot to tend something else and the pot will go on boiling; if she couldn't, this world would end at once.
About how your kids aren’t really yours, they’re just these people that you try to keep an eye on, and hope you’ll all grow up someday to like each other and still be in one piece.
After arriving on the ancestral soil I figured out pretty quickly why that [Italian] heritage swamps all competition. It's a culture that sweeps you in, sits you down in the kitchen, and feeds you so...
Am I the only one getting shocked to smithereens here?
As long as we won't commit to knowing everything, the presumption is we know nothing...he did not claim that God moves in mysterious ways. Instead he seemed to believe, as she did, though they never c...
Back in Georgia everybody we knew had an automobile. A bu, don't tell stories. That is not possible. Well, not everybody. I don't mean babies and children. But every single family. Not possible. Yes,...
Back then I was still appalled that God would set down his barefoot boy and girl dollies into an Eden where, presumably, He had just turned loose elephantiasis and microbes that eat the human cornea....
Being a peacock is not the only way to hide yourself, Frida. A pigeon can hide.
But I'll tell you a secret. When I want to take God at His word exactly, I take a peep out the window at His creation. Because that, darling, He makes fresh for us everyday without a lot of dubious mi...
But honestly, XARrizZON! It sounds like strangling. What kind of a name is that? It was a president, señora. Of what? Some place where they don’t have any oxygen? Of the United States. As I said.
But it was no exaggeration, he’d witnessed this very thing in a market square in Boston: the crude effigy dangling from a noose, the monkey’s tail pinned to the stuffed trousers, the murderous crowd c...
But other people fast or walk long pilgrimages to honor the spirit of what they believe makes our world whole and lovely. If we gardeners can, in the same spirit, put our heels to the shovel, kneel be...
But you could run out of gas on boyish, that was the thing. A message that should be engraved in every woman’s wedding band.
By pure mistake, his implementation is sometimes more pure than his intentions. But mostly it is the other way around. Mostly he shouts, Praise be! while the back of his hand knocks you flat.
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