The dead were too ...present.
But history does matter. There is a line connecting the Armenians and the Jews and the Cambodians and the Serbs and the Rwandans.
But history does matter. There are lines connecting the Armenians and the Jews and the Cambodians and the Serbs and the Rwandans. They are obviously morbid. Really, how much genocide can one sentence...
That might just mean that I had nothing better to do
He moved quickly away from her through the ring, his whole body starting forward with the big animal in two-point and then -- the horse's legs extended before and behind her, a carousel pony but real,...
Vernissage
Sara knew that behind its locked front door no home was routine. Not the house of her childhood, not the apartment of her husband's. not the world they were building together with Willow and Patrick....
Children are resilient, Anise said, simultaneously agreeing with her friend and cutting her off. But often their wounds simply remain invisible until, all at once, whatever is festering there becomes...
At night, when no one's there, the dancers and the musicians on the walls come to life and there's a glamorous ball. Sometimes their lights are so bright I can see the glow from my bedroom.
Words are just words. Some are better than others, but only because they are better at explaining what you mean.
The world is filled with human toxins -- not the darkness that we all occasionally crave, but actually people who are so unwilling to bask in the angelic light that is offered us all that they grow po...
Stories, after all, are merely memories given a certain tangibility with words, and it only takes a few words to subsume a memory completely.
I kind of understood at a young age that I didn’t play well with most other kids in the sandbox.
He recalls what that first German soldier said to his major: No God-not yours or mine-approves of what you're doing.
But history does matter. There is a line connecting the Armenians and the Jews and the Cambodians and the Bosnians and the Rwandans. There are obviously more, but, really, how much genocide can one se...
This was why men fell in love with strippers and escorts: it wasn't the licentiousness, the dissembling, their craven willingness to do whatever you wanted. It was the way they would, out of the blue,...
Ontological
We may talk a good game and write even better ones, but we never outgrow those small wounded things we were when we were five and six and seven.
They studied the way the worldchanged at morning and dusk and imagined how the sun might fall on the skin of a goddess.
Then there were those girls who became midwives: girls who could not get enough of the tiniest of babies - girls who would grow into women who absolutely reveled in the magnificent process of birth......