Avete presente quando cominciate a leggere un nuovo libro prima che la membrana di quello precedente abbia avuto il tempo di richiudersi dietro di voi? Quando lasciate il vecchio libro avete idee, arg...
But you know it was here? In this house? Aurelius shoved his hands into the depths of his pockets. His shoulders tightened. I wouldn’t expect other people to understand. I haven’t got any proof. But I...
Cuando el miedo y el frío hacen de ti una estatua en tu propia cama, no ansíes que la Verdad pura y dura acuda en tu auxilio. Lo que necesitas es el mullido consuelo de un relato. La protección balsám...
Don’t you think one can tell the truth much better with a story?
Even the furniture made the most of the lack of supervision to move about.
For someone now dead once thought these words significant enough to write them down.
He didn't know of course. Not really. And yet that was what he said, and I was soothed to hear it. For I knew what he meant. We all have our sorrows, and although the exact delineaments, weight, and d...
He had given up trying to make her believe only what was true, she had been raised to the kind of religion that could admit no difference between what was true and what was good.
Her hair was a dirty color that was too dark to be blond, her chin was big and her eyes were small.
I felt a strange sensation inside. Like the past coming to life. The watery stirring of a previous life turning in my belly, creating a tide that rose in my veins and sent cool wavelets to lap at my t...
I hardly suppose Wagner lost sleep worrying whether he’d hurt someone’s feelings. But then he was a genius.
I left wide margins. In the left-hand one I noted any mannerisms, expressions and gestures that seemed to add something to her meaning. The right-hand margin I left blank. Later, rereading, it was her...
I pushed my pile of papers to one side, stroked Shadow and stared into the fire, longing for the comfort of a story where everything had been planned well in advance, where the confusion of the middle...
I shall start at the beginning. Though of course, the beginning is never where you think it is.
Miracle was the word Jonathan had pronounced, and they tested it on their own tongues. They were used to it in the Bible, where it meant impossible things that happened an impossibly long time ago in...
Nos acostumbramos tanto a nuestros propios horrores que olvidamos el efecto que pueden tener en otras personas.
Once upon a time there was a fairy godmother, but the rest of the time there was none. This story is about one of those other times.
Still in my coat and hat, I sank onto the stair to read the letter. (I never read without making sure I am in a secure position. I have been like this ever since the age of seven when, sitting on a hi...
The laws of life and death, as she had learned them, were incomplete. There was more to life, more to death, than medical science had known.
The steps were flanked by a pair of low pedestals, on which were mounted two giant cats carved out of some dark, polished material. The undulations of their anatomy were so persuasively carved that, r...
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