The instant passed so fast, and when that happens, it goes for good and all you have is a slow lifetime to speculate on revisions.
The man had asked, Why do you want sheep? The wool? Meat? Monroe's answer had been, For the atmosphere.
The window apparently wanted only to take his thoughts back. Which was fine with him, for he had seen the metal face of the age and had been so stunned by it that when he thought into the future, all...
Their moral position in converting from slave holders to champions of freedom was about like a house cat on a cold night scooting through a closing door just before the latch clacks shut. But sometime...
There was a redemption of some kind, he believed, in such complete fulfillment of a desire so long deferred.
There was nothing about her story remarkable other than that it was her life.
They agreed they neither gave two hoots now as to how marriages were normally conducted. They would do as they pleased and run their lives by the roll of the seasons. In autumn the apple trees would b...
They call this war a cloud over the land. But they made the weather and then they stand in the rain and say 'Shit, it's raining!
They did not talk much while they ate, other than for Ada to say that the Georgia boy did not seem like much of a one as far as men went. Ruby said she found him not particularly worse than the genera...
They did what they did, and moved forward despite whatever trail of ashes they left behind.
They say this war is a cloud over the land! But they make the weather and then they stand in the rain and say, ‘Shit, it’s raining!
Thinking: this journey will be the axle of my life.
To Ada, Ruby’s monologues seemed composed mainly of verbs, all of them tiring. Plow, plant, hoe, cut, can, feed, kill.
V drifts into talking about generations. How grandparents and grandchildren so often get along very well. Remove one generation—twenty-five years at least—and the anger in both directions dissipates....
V has finally learned that sitting calm within herself and waiting is often the best choice. And even when it's not, those around you become uncomfortable because they think you are wise.
Verbs. All of them tiring.
WILDE SAID, I hoped he could offer advice on ways Ireland might free itself. He has been the greatest revolutionary of the past century. —He was never a rebel. He was a businessman and a politician wh...
We all reach a point where we would like to draw a line across time and declare everything on the far side null. Shed our past life like a pair of wet and muddy trousers, just roll their heavy clingin...
We mark some days as fair, some as foul, because we do not see that the character of every day as identical
What I wanted to do was slap him down a bit with wit and words. Grammar and vocabulary as a weapon. But what kind of world would it be if we all took every opportunity presented to us to assault the w...
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