There are some tales not for telling, whether because they are too long, too precious, too laughable, too painful, too easy to need telling or too hard to explain. After all, after years and travels m...
The worn soles of Daffy's boots skidded on the icy stones. He'd been saving up for a new pair for Christmas, but then he'd come across an encyclopaedia in ten volumes, going cheap. Boots might last te...
The lightest touch might keep Mary there, rooted in this frozen alley. Instead, she stretched out her hand to the worn red ribbon in Doll's wig. Was it the same one, she wondered, the first one, the r...
She gets sick of things fast, it’s from being an adult.
Scared is what you're feeling, says Ma, but brave is what you're doing.
Same old notes, Blanche thinks at one point, but arranged into unfamiliar music.
One never imagined that as the decades went by, one might drift into an unbounded country. It struck Lib now how alone in the world she was.
No entiendo por qué el dolor significa que te curas
Keep your heart infinitesimally small and sorrow will never spy it, never plunge, never flap away with your heart in her claws.
I’ll be in Heaven getting your room ready.
It’s called mind over matter. If we don’t mind, it doesn’t matter. When
If the potato blight had been such a long catastrophe, ending only seven years ago, it occurred to Lib that a child now eleven must have been born into hunger. Weaned on it, reared on it; that had to...
I love that boy Walker.Jack, you never saw him before in your life.
Careful. Why do persons only say that after the hurt? Grandma
But I go back down near the water with Steppa to look for treasure. We find a white shell like a snail, but when I curl my finger inside, he's gone out. Keep it, say Steppa. But what about when he com...
— ¿Y cómo va a castigarnos?—No, quiero decir que ya lo está haciendo. Cortando la luz.—Ah, pero eso no es malo.Mamá se echa a reír.—¿Cómo que no? nos estamos helando, estamos comiendo verduras babosas...
Coffee’s the most important thing they sell because most of us need it to keep us going, like gas in the car.
Better keep your mouth shut and seem stupid than open it and remove all doubt.
Your songs are still out there on the clifftop, hanging in the air for you when you want them. Wish to speak and you will speak, girl. Wish to die and you can do it. Wish to live and here you are.
Your body - every body is a marvel. A wonder of creation. [...] The day you first opened your eyes, Anna, God asked just one thing: that you live.