Their laughter seemed to have turned into low whispering now. It never ceases to amaze me, the things they find interesting, amusing or unusual. I can only assume they've led very sheltered lives.
The barman was well over six feet tall and had created strange, enormous holes in his earlobes by inserting little black plastic circles in order to push back the skin. For some reason, I was reminded...
Some people, weak people, fear solitude. What they fail to understand is that there’s something very liberating about it;
People seem to like me better with makeup on, for some reason, I said. He raised his eyebrows and shrugged, apparently as stumped as I was.
Part of me, a very small sliver, briefly considered dipping my head to taste a drop, purely because I’d been ordered not to.
Med nama je zavladala tišina in drgetala od usmiljenja.
I knew that people weren't supposed to exist as I did, work and vodka and sleep in a constant, static cycle in which I spun around on myself, into myself, silent and alone. Going nowhere. On some leve...
I feel sorry for beautiful people. Beauty, from the moment you possess it, is already slipping away, ephemeral. That must be difficult.
I did not own any Tupperware, having no need of it until this point. I could go to a department store to purchase some. That seemed to be the sort of thing that a woman of my age and social circumstan...
How brave are you prepared to be, Eleanor? Laura asked. This was the correct question. I am brave. I am brave, courageous, Eleanor Oliphant.
Everything was there, obvious to us both, but it all remained unsaid.
A woman who knew her own mind and scorned the conventions of polite society. We were going to get along just fine.
And I’d lift off and blow away, like one of those seeds in a dandelion clock.
You can't protect other people, however hard you try.
Was this how it worked, then, successful social integration? Was it really that simple? Wear some lipstick, go to the hairdressers and alternate the clothes you wear?
Tiny slivers of life—they all added up and helped you to feel that you too could be a fragment, a little piece of humanity who usefully filled a space, however minuscule.
They were heels which were easy to walk in, but which were, nonetheless very feminine. On what basis was this decided, and by whom? Did it matter? I made a mental note to research gender politics and...
There was nothing to tempt me from the choice of desserts, so I opted instead for a coffee, which was bitter and lukewarm. Naturally, I had been about to pour it all over myself but, just in time, had...
There was no hope, things couldn’t be put right. I couldn’t be put right. The past could neither be escaped nor undone. After all these weeks of delusion, I recognized, breathless, the pure, brutal tr...
There must be some piece of wiring left over in our brains, from our ancestors, something that means we can’t help but stare into a fire, watch it move and dance, warding off evil spirits and dangerou...