How quickly he fell; how soon it was over.
Well -- think about this. What if all your actions and choices, good or bad, make no difference to God? What if the pattern is pre-set? No no -- hang on -- this is a question worth struggling with. Wh...
It seems to me that psychology is only another word for what the ancients called fate.
Over 2,000 reptiles await you.
I’ve come to believe that there’s no truth beyond
E per quanto mi piacerebbe credere che ci sia un verità dietro l'illusione, mi sono convinto che non c'è alcuna verità dietro l'illusione. Perché, tra la relatà da un lato, e il punto in cui la mente...
Sometimes when there's been an accident and reality is too sudden and strange to comprehend, the surreal will take over
No second chances.
I began to laugh uncontrollably, so hard I nearly fell off the swing, because I knew then for sure he saw the same thing I did. More than that: we were creating it. Whatever the drug was making us see...
Great paintings—people flock to see them, they draw crowds, they’re reproduced endlessly on coffee mugs and mouse pads and anything-you-like. And, I count myself in the following, you can have a lifet...
Lo so, lo so, ma ascoltami. Hai letto L’idiota, vero? Sì. Beh, L’idiota è un libro molto inquietante per me. Mi ha fatto così effetto che dopo non ho quasi più letto romanzi, a parte roba tipo ‘Uomini...
He was about as erotic as an old football coach.
I’ll probably think about it all my life: that candlelit circle, a tableau vivant of the daily, commonplace happiness that was lost when I lost her.
I missed her so much I wanted to die: a hard, physical longing, like a craving for air underwater. Lying awake, I tried to recall all my best memories of her—to freeze her in my mind so I wouldn’t for...
You could study the connections for years and never work it out-it was all about things coming together,things falling apart,time warp, my mother standing out in front of the museum when time flickere...
We looked at each other. And it occurred to me that despite his faults, which were numerous and spectacular, the reason I liked Boris and felt happy around him from almost the moment I'd met him was t...
That Mossberg, Boris said to me, accepting the bottle passed over the front seat. Evil dirty thing. Sawed off--? sprays pellets here to Hamburg. Aim it way the fuck away from everyone and still you wi...
See? said Boris, interrupting Vitya right in
It was like waking from a nightmare to a worse nightmare.
In fact, I can't think of much I'd like better than for him to step into the room right now, glasses fogged and smelling of damp wool, shaking the rain from his hair like an old dog and saying: 'Dicki...