Twelve dead? I said. Jesus.
Men who believe that the way to the mind is not by way of ice picks through the brain or large dosages of dangerous medicine but through an honest reckoning of the self.
I want the capital-G God the televangelists claim moves tornadoes out of their paths. The one who cures cancer and arthritis in the faithful, the God professional athletes thank for taking an interest...
You're just pissed off. And when you're pissed off, you lash out.
One that society can't forgive, but I can.
Lui avrebbe voluto chiederle che rumore fa un cuore quando si rompe per la gioia, quando è sufficiente la vista di qualcuno per riempirti come né il cibo, né il sangue, né l'aria potranno mai fare; qu...
Someday..., we'll medicate human experience right out of the human experience.
She told him that he had the most beautiful voice she'd ever heard, that it sounded like whiskey and wood smoke.
When a child disappears, the space she’d occupied is immediately filled with dozens of people. And these people—relatives, friends, police officers, reporters from both TV and print—create a lot of en...
But as the years passed, he missed her more not less, and his need for her became a cut that would not scar over, would not stop leaking.
Joe closed his hand over the watch and it was still warm from his father's pocket, ticking against his palm like a heart.
Teddy wondered, and not for the first time, not by a long shot, if this was the day that missing her would finally be too much for him.
We all die alone...... I could have helped her with the dying.
All the stuff our fathers took for granted as long as you worked hard, the great safety net and the fair wage and the gold watch at the end of it all? That's all gone around here, my friend.
She said once that time is nothing to me but a series of bookmarks that I use to jump back and forth through the text of my life, returning again and again to the events that mark me in the eyes of my...
The harsh light above them caught her face, and Sean could see what she'd look like when she was much older - a handsome woman, scarred by wisdom she never asked for.
And often the worst thing wasn't the victims--they were dead, after all, and beyond any more pain. The worst thing was those who loved them and survived them. Often the walking dead from now on, shell...
We all know who you are, Mr. Coughlin. Famous Yankee gangster. Friend of the colonel. It would be safer for a man to swim into the middle of the ocean and cut his own throat than to threaten you.' He...
People surprise you sometimes.
Ella dijo:-Él...Le has disparado, joder. Acabas de... O sea, ¿te das cuenta?Bob pasó la fregona por la mancha.-Le dió una paliza a mi perro.
