«Estoy aquí.» No suelo sentir que lo esté; me siento como si una ráfaga cálida de viento fuese a soplar en mi dirección y a hacerme desaparecer para siempre, sin dejar siquiera un cachito de uña.
You are turning me into what I never have been and never wanted to be, a nag, because you are not living up to your end of a very basic contract. Don’t do that, it’s not okay to do.
The day of Amma’s arrest, the day it finally, completely unraveled, Curry and Eileen parked themselves on my couch, like concerned salt and pepper shakers.
You'd literally lie, cheat, and steal -hell, kill- to convince people you are a good guy
What’s the, like, symbol, for five years? Paper? Paper is first year, I said. At the end of Year One’s unexpectedly wrenching treasure hunt, Amy presented me with a set of posh stationery, my initials...
You always take the extra step that others don’t, that’s who you are.
It’s good.’ She chirps the last bit as if that were all to say about a book: It’s good or it’s bad. I liked it or I didn’t. No discussions of the writing, the themes, the nuances, the structure. Just...
I have a meanness inside of me, real as an organ.
My demons aren't remotely tackled, they're just mildly concussed.
I heard you could do that—buy books by the yard, turn them into furniture. People are dumb. I’ll never get over how dumb people are.
It is now two million square feet of echo.
I jammed a floppy blue teddy bear under my head, then felt guilty and returned him to the foot of the bed. One should have allegiance to one's childhood things.
Nick loved me. A six-o kind of love: He looooooved me. But he didn’t love me, me. Nick loved a girl who doesn’t exist. I was pretending, the way I often did, pretending to have a personality. I can’t...
Worse, I convinced myself our tragedy was entirely her making. I spent years working myself into the very thing I swore she was: a righteous ball of hate.
Well, there are all kinds of men, and you are the wrong kind.
Only Tanner Bolt could get away with making me, a client, fly to him, then tell me what kind of dance I’d need to do in order to give him my money.
Sat in groups together purging ourselves, theoretically, of anger and self-hatred. We learned not to turn on ourselves. We learned to blame.
You stopped loving me. We're a sick, fucking toxic Möbius strip, Amy. We weren't ourselves when we fell in love, and when we became ourselves - surprise! - we were poison. We complete each other in th...
No estoy seguro de que, llegados a este punto, sigamos siendo realmente humanos, al menos aquellos de nosotros que somos como la mayoría de nosotros: los que crecimos con la televisión y el cine y aho...
Worries find you easily enough without inviting them. With Diane, worries were almost physical beings, leechy creatures with latchhooks for fingers, meant to be vanquished immediately. Diane didn’t wo...
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