I am looking for the door to another world. I've waited thousands of years. Take me.
Human manners are wildly inconsistent; plenty of people have said so. But this one takes the cake: the manner in which we're allowed to steal from future generations, while commanding them not to do t...
How strange that a boy could make a kite of his pants, fly them around the world, and somehow arrive back at the house where everything began.
He’s legitimizing personal greed as the principal religion of our country.
Heroes may be less than heroic, while the common man saves the day.
Her mark on history: the female acquaintance.
He would have no inkling of the great slog of effort that tied up people like her in the day-to-day.
He behaves as if he had no dead children. The real Leandro never comes here. He only pretends.
Hallie didn't believe she was invulnerable. She was never one of those daredevil types; she knew she could get hurt. What I think she meant was that she was lucky to be on her way to Nicaragua. It was...
God doesn’t need to punish us. He just grants us a long enough life to punish ourselves.
Freedom of the presses to destroy a person's life for no good reason. (Lacuna, p. 419)
First, picture the forest. I want you to be its conscience, the eyes in the trees. The trees are columns of slick, brindled bark like muscular animals overgrown beyond all reason. Every space is fille...
Finally Cub said, They don't call it global weirding.I know. But I think that's actually the idea.Cub shook his head. Weather is the Lord's business.
Father stared at the trees, giving no indication he’d heard his poor frightened wife, or any of this news. Father would sooner watch us all perish one by one than listen to anybody but himself.
Everything you're sure is right can be wrong in another place.
Every few weeks I get a letter from Léopoldville, which holds me on track. My heart races when I see the long blue envelope in a sister's hand, delivered to me under her sleeve as if a man himself wer...
Even the bells from the churches have a conversation, all ringing at once.
Emelina and I took each other in. All morning I'd felt the strange disjuncture that comes from reconnecting with your past. There's such a gulf between yourself and who you were then, but people speak...
Don’t you miss it, any of it?'…'I couldn’t say.' She thought about it. 'Not cars or electric lights, not movies. Books I can get if I ask. But walking around in a library, putting my hands on books I...
Do not expect God's protection in places beyond God's dominion. It will only make you feel punished. I'm warning you. When things go badly, you will blame yourself.