Whatever she saw beyond the camera lens, beyond the photographer, beyond anything in the known world probably - wasn't fit to be seen.
We age as the rest of the world watches, she thought, but somehow we’re the last to know. There
The only people who ask questions like ‘Did he want to be something besides a bartender?’ are people who can become whatever they want. The rest of us are just Americans. The
That’s the thing about being a victim; you start to think it’ll happen to you on a regular basis. Suddenly everything looks suspect and any brightness you may have noticed the day before has dissipate...
So he’s a bad guy. Everyone’s bad. No, Bob said, they’re not. Most people are okay. Yeah? A smile of disbelief. Yeah. They just, I dunno, make a lotta messes and then they make more messes trying to c...
She would rather have known the lie that was Brian than the truth of anything else in her life.
She was guilty, after all, of success, a success that stemmed from birthright and privilege. She took hope for granted, saw opportunity as her due, and had never really had to worry about vanishing in...
Sean turned from the rearview, watched the lights on the other side of the highway for a bit. They came in their direction like bullet eyes, streaked past them like hazy ribbons, blurring into one ano...
I just notice people sometimes mistake their life choices for their moral ones.
Her forehead was unlined in the way of the recently embalmed and her smile resembled that of someone undergoing electroshock.
Driving down 93, I realized once and for all, that I love the things that chafe. The things that fill me with stress so total I can’t remember when a block of it didn’t rest on top of my heart. I love...
Cawley probably wasn’t used to questions that continued after he’d shown displeasure with them, so they gave him a minute to catch his breath.
Bob, who had never been late in his life, suspected there was something hostile at the core of people who always were.
Believe it or not, Marshal, I believe in talk therapy, basic interpersonal skills. I have this radical idea that if you treat a patient with respect and listen to what he's trying to tell you, you jus...
After I left Brandon, I met Dominique at the Neptune Oyster in the North End.
Наш дом — ночь, и мы пляшем так бешено, что под ногами не успевает вырасти трава.
Organs softening. Trooper, Friel said, You know what I like even less than ten-year-old black boys getting shot by bullshit gang-war crossfire? Sean knew the answer, but he didn’t say anything. Ninete...
Near-deserted parking lot, both buildings looking freshly painted and hopeful for a marina in which there were no yachts. The biggest boat moored at the dock looked to be a forty-footer. Most of the o...
All he wanted was to not be alone, but he knew there was no getting rescued from that
You felt it in your soul, no place else. You felt the truth there sometimes—beyond logic—and you were usually right if it was a type of truth that was the exact kind you didn’t want to face, weren’t s...