Sleep was out there somewhere over the curve of the earth.
Shit is universal no matter which language.
She watched him surrender his crisp gaze to a softening, a bright-eyed fear that seemed to tunnel out of childhood. It had the starkness of a last prayer. She worked to get at it. His face was drained...
She wasn't a child who needed imaginary friends. She was imaginary to herself.
She was taking a round of medications, a mystical wheel, the ritualistic design of the hours and days in tablets and capsules, in colors, shapes and numbers.
She was plain except when she laughed. She was someone on the subway. She wore loose skirts and plain shoes and was full-figured and maybe a little clumsy but when she laughed there was a flare in nat...
She is the kind of child who feels a protective tenderness toward her own beginnings. It is part of her strategy in a world of displacements to make every effort to restore and preserve, keep things t...
Self-pity oozed through my soul. I tried to relax and enjoy it.
Secrets are an exalted state, almost a dream state. They're a way of arresting motion, stopping the world so we can see ourselves in it.
People seemed to depend on his cheerfulness. The less important you are in an office, the more they expect the happy smile.
People in free societies don't have to fear the pathology of the state. We create our own frenzy, our own mass convulsions, driven by thinking machines that we have no final authority over. The frenzy...
Opportunity, adventure, sunsets, dusty death.
One must become a book before one can know what is inside it.
Nothingness is staring you in the face. Utter and permanent oblivion. You will cease to be. To be, Jack. The dier accepts this and dies. The killer, in theory, attempts to defeat his own death by kill...
No body knows how to feel and they're checking around for hints.
Moją duszę wypełniała litość nade mną samym.
Mainly we looked at people in other cars, trying to work out from their faces how frightened we should be.
Longing on a large scale makes history.
Let's examine the nature of the beast, so to speak. The male animal. Isn't there a fund, a pool, a reservoir of potential violence in the male psyche?… Isn't there a deep field, a sort of crude oil de...
I’ll tell you what it means, these orbiting sensors that can hear us in our beds. It means the end of loyalty. The more complex the systems, the less conviction in people. Conviction will be drained o...