Weeds are job security for the gardener.
Waar het om gaat is dat als je het hebt over identiteit, je dat niet zomaar uit mensen kunt wegredeneren. Het verdwijnt niet door de minachting van buitenstaanders, het wordt er juist door verhevigd.
This marriage has failed to warm her.
The longer the sauce cooks, the spicier it gets.
The human person cannot face up to a bad outcome, that's just the deal.
Thatcher wondered what task could be more wearisome than shoring up a stupid man’s confidence in his own wisdom.
That night marks my life's dark center, the moment when growing up ended and the long downward slope toward death began. The wonder to me now is that I thought myself worth saving...I reached out and...
Something like that is as bad or as good as a telephone ringing in the night: either way, you’re not as alone as you think.
Oh, it's a fine and useless enterprise, trying to fix destiny. That trail leads straight back to the time before we ever lived, and into that deep well it's easy to cast curses like stones on our ance...
Most people no longer believe that buying sneakers made in Asian sweatshops is a kindness to those child laborers. Farming is similar. In every country on earth, the most human scenario for farmers is...
Many other raw food products--notably poultry from CAFOs--typically carry a much higher threat to human health in terms of pathogen load, and yet the government trusts us to render it safe in our own...
I thought: this is how life is, ridiculous beyond comprehension.
I think maybe it is true that the idle mind is the Devil's workshop.
I remembered my pep talk to Esperanza a few months before, and understood just how ridiculous it was. There is no point in treating a depressed person as though she were just feeling sad, saying, Ther...
I prefer to remain anomalous.
He noticed the children less and less. He was hardly a father except in the vocational sense, as a potter with clay to be molded.
A journalist's job is to collect information, Ovid said to Pete. Nope, Pete said. That's what we do. It's not what they do. Dellarobia was unready to be pushed out of the conversation just like that....
A novel works it's magic by putting a reader inside another person's life. The pace is as slow as life. It's as detailed as life. It requires you, the reader, to fill in an outline of words with vivid...
Quoting Díaz: Only in her home, like a butterfly in a glass jar, can woman progress to her highest level of decency.
You could allow a gentleman the privacy of his piss.