Everyone I know who is successful has issues with their father, regardless of whether it was sports or business or entertainment.
Не поймешь, чего он хочет. Смотришь на Тима, и тебя словно обдает волнами неуверенности, отсутствия цели, задачи, будто перед тобой человек, который совсем не имеет значения.
You just said your name was Pat.No. I was wrong, I say sternly, staring directly at him. I was wrong about my name being Pat. My name is Marcus.
What is it? I ask, opening the folded page. It’s an article on your hero, Donald Trump. McDermott grins.
What do you want, Patrick? she sighs.I just want peace, love, friendship, understanding, I say dispassionately.
We buy balloons, we let them go.
Todo el mundo tiene meido. Pero si nos mantenemos unidos, si intentamos estar disponibles para los otros, ya no tendremos miedo.
Tim glances over at me and I avert my gaze and an imagined sense of imposed peace washes calmly over the two of us, answering my question.
There's a moment of sheer panic when I discover Paul's apartment overlooks the park
The polite conversation that carried over from cocktails into dinner was so stifling that it carried a certain ruthlessness,
The director mentions the whispers about Clifton's sexual orientation, a supposed gig on a porn site years ago, a rumor about a very famous actor and a tryst in Santa Barbara and Clifton's denial in a...
Someone has already taken out a Minolta cellular phone and called for a car, and then, when I'm not really listening, watching instead someone who looks remarkably like Marcus Halberstam paying a chec...
One of the major mistakes people make is that they think manners are only the expression of happy ideas. There’s a whole range of behavior that can be expressed in a mannerly way. That’s what civiliza...
Most importantly we have to promote general social concern and less materialism in young people.
La vida es como una errata tipográfica: constantemente estamos escribiendo y reescribiendo las cosas
I only had sex with her because I'm in love with you.
I mean I tell her I'm sensitive. I told her I was freaked out by the Challenger accident—what more does she want?
I have to return some videos,
I had to put this slim volume back into my bookshelf and drink a J&B on the rocks, followed by two Xanax, to recover from the effort.
Got you. You're mine now. For the rest of the day, week, month, year, life. Have you guessed who I am? Sometimes I think you have. Sometimes when you're standing in a crowd I feel those sultry, dark e...