Plans are just dreams until they're executed.
I'm just bones in a box, Teddy.
How many psychiatrists does it take to screw in a lightbulb? I don’t know. How many? Eight. Why? Oh, stop overanalyzing it.
Dave watched him standing up at the bar, chatting with one of the old dockworkers as he waited for his drinks, Dave thinking the guys in here knew what it was to be men. Men without doubts, men who ne...
We were supposed to grow old together, Dolores. Have kids. Take walks under old trees. I wanted to watch the lines etch themselves into your flesh and know when each and every one of them appeared. Di...
We are not special. We are lit from within by a single candle flame and when that flame is blown out and all light leaves our eyes it is the same as if we never existed at all. We don't own our life....
There is no street with mute stones and no house without echoes. —Góngora
That when a woman moves on, she doesn’t look back, and I’m that woman.
She blew a stream of smoke up at the empty clotheslines. 'These silly dreams you have when you're young. I mean, what, Katie and Brendan Harris were going ot make a life in Las Vegas? How long would t...
Me obligué a mantener la vista sobre esas imágenes, a no apartar los ojos de ellas; y muy pronto, la mirada se concentró en la foto número veintiuno de la misma manera en que se vería monopolizada por...
Luther had passed many a white church in his day, heard them singing their hymns and chanting their Amens and seen them gather on a porch or two afterward with their lemonade and piety, but he knew if...
He looked up at the underside of the bridge, everyone battling to either get into the city or out of it, everyone in an irritated rush, probably half aware that they wouldn't feel any better once they...
Yeah, well, it’s not like the old days. I bit into my lobster roll. Maybe the best lobster roll in Boston, which made it, arguably, the best lobster roll in the world. It’s
What’s it about? Danny seemed authentically curious.The night. It’s got its own set of rules.Day’s got rules too.Oh, I know, Joe said, but I don’t like them. They stared through the mesh at each other...
There's always a 'she'. Isn't there?
There are threads in our lives. You pull one, and everything else gets affected.
The mind...It's an engine essentially. That's what it is. A very delicate, intricate motor. And it's got all these pieces, all these gears and bolts and hinges. And we don't even know what half of the...
The driver got out. He looked like a cop—blond crew cut, red face, white shirt, black-and-gold nylon tie, the heft of his gut dropping over his belt buckle like a stack of pancakes. The other one look...
It occurred to him that thinking like this could explain why, even after all the jobs he'd pulled, he rarely had much money in his pockets. Sometimes it seemed like he stole money from one place just...
I normally can't stand vice-free people. They conflate a narcissistic instinct for self-preservation with moral superiority. Plus they suck the life right out of a party.