Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupation of men engaged in rash undertakings.
He could not construct for the child's pleasure the world he'd lost without constructing the loss as well and he thought perhaps the child had known this better than he.
If we do not know ourselves in the waking world, what chance in dreams?
Even a nonbeliever might find it useful to model himself after God. Very useful, in fact.
The mother dead these fourteen years did incubate in her own bosom the creature who would carry her off. The father never speaks her name, the child does not know it. He has a sister in this world tha...
They sat in the little diningroom and ate. She'd put on music, a violin concerto. The phone didnt ring.Did you take it off the hook?No, she said.Wires must be down.She smiled. I think it's just the sn...
I think if you were Satan and you were settin around tryin to think up somethin that would just bring the human race to its knees what you would probably come up with is narcotics.
She raised her eyes and looked at him. He’d never seen despair before. He thought he had, but he had not.
By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
The eye turned to the fire gave back no light and he closed it with his thumb and sat by her and put his hand upon her bloodied forehead and closed his own eyes that he could see her running in the mo...
People will tell you it was Vietnam brought this country to its knees. But I never believed that. It was already in bad shape. Vietnam was just the icin on the cake. We didn't have nothin to give to e...
Om man bryter små löften kommer man att bryta stora också.
Already it is twilight down in the Laredito. Bats fly forth from their roostings in courthouse and tower and circle the quarter. The air is full of the smell of burning charcoal. Children and dogs squ...
He said that journeys involving the company of the dead were notorious for their difficulty but that in truth every journey was so accompanied.
Night fell upon them dark and starblown and the wagon grew swollen near mute with dew. On their chairs in such black immobility these travelers could have been stone figures quarried from the architec...
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that. You forget some things, dont you? Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you...
I aint drinkin after no mule, said the hermit. Have you not got no old bucket nor nothin?
If much in the world were mystery the limits of that world were not, for it was without measure or bound and there were contained within it creatures more horrible yet and men of other colors and bein...
De todos modos el compartir es la ley del camino, verdad?
People complain about the bad things that happen to em that they don't deserve but they seldom mention the good. About what they done to deserve them things. I don't recall that I ever give the good L...
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