Her need is so immense that you become surrounded by it; this need is so enormous that you realize you can actually control it, and I know this because I've done it before.
But this was what happened when you didn't want to visit and confront the past: the past starts visiting and confronting you.
A vast and abandoned world laid out in anonymous grids and quadrants, a view that confirmed you were much more alone than you thought you were, a view that inspired the flickering thoughts of suicide.
– Ну что тебе не все равно? Что тебе нравится?– Ничего. Мне ничего не нравится, – говорю я.– Я когда-нибудь что нибудь для тебя значила, Клей?Я молчу, опять смотрю на меню.– Я когда нибудь что нибудь...
Get into Zeus Bar. Kaktus. Kaktus at nine. But
When we sat down to eat I took inventory of the people in the room, and the remnants of my good mood evaporated when I realized how very little I had in common with them – the career dads, the respons...
When I flush the toilet in my bathroom, it becomes stopped up with Kleenex, and blood clouds the water and I put down the lid, because there’s nothing else for me to do.
When Blair bites her lower lip she’s eighteen again.
There wasn't a clear, identifiable emotion within me, except for greed and possibly, total disgust. I had all the characteristics of a human being - flesh, blood, skin, hair - but my depersonalization...
The book was blunt and had an honesty about it, whereas the movie was just a beautiful lie.
Something is turning into nothing very quickly
Rock 'n' roll. Deal with it.
Nothing was affirmative, the term 'generosity of spirit,' applied to nothing, was a cliche, was some kind of bad joke. Sex is mathematics. Individuality no longer an issue. What does intelligence sign...
In the movie I was played by an actor who actually looked more like me than the character the author portrayed in the book: I wasn't blond, I wasn't tan, and neither was the actor. I also suddenly bec...
I had all the characteristics of a human being-- flesh, blood, skin, hair-- but my depersonalization was so intense, had gone so deep, that the normal ability to feel compassion had been eradicated, t...
Hip, I murmur, remembering last night, how I lost it completely in a stall at Nell's---my mouth foaming, all I could think about were insects, lots of insects, and running at pigeons, foaming at the m...
Here’s the dead end of social media: after you’ve created your own bubble that reflects only what you relate to or what you identify with, after you’ve blocked and unfollowed people whose opinions and...
Confusion and hopelessness don't necessarily cause a person to act.
Baby, when you were young and your heart was an open book, you used to say live and let live. You know you did, you know you did, you know you did.
At Columbus Circle, a juggler wearing a trench cloak and top hat, who is usually at this location afternoons and who calls himself Stretch Man, performs in front of a small, uninterested crowd; though...