Do not antagonize the cops, I told myself. Repeat if necessary: Do not antagonize the cops.
Diane didn’t worry, that was for less hearty women.
Day, would meet harm on top of it? Wasn’t I safe by default?
But I wasn't a well-read bookworm; I was just a dumb whore in the right library.
But I don’t understand the point of being together if you’re not the happiest.
As we move forward with the investigation, we can only hope that Amy comes back to us. Her story must continue. The world is ready for a new chapter.
And people loved me. I was no longer the pity case (with, how weird, the dead sister). I was the pretty girl (with, how sad, the dead sister). And so I was popular.
And I didn't realize. I didn't take into account. Just. You know, this is real to you. I mean, I know that, we know that, but we don't at the same time. We really just never will. I don't think. Total...
A los norteamericanos les chifla ver cómo se disculpan los pecadores.
An old guy with a Hemingway beard and the build of a girl.
Ça a toujours été le cas. Les gens voulaient toujours savoir : quel genre de femme se fait assassiner par son propre fils ?
«Muy propio de Nick», y lo que quiera que fuese a continuación, lo que quiera que fuese «muy propio de mí», siempre era negativo.)
«A veces, cuando dejas que la gente te haga cosas, en realidad tú se las haces a ellos»
They ride through life like conjoined jellyfish – expanding and contracting instinctively, filling each other’s spaces liquidly.
They all offer me recipes for cheap and easy eats that usually involve a casserole made from canned soup, butter, and a snack chip.
Slowly, slowly pulling up. Or grabbing hold of Debby’s arm, vise-like, for an Indian rub and what starts as a joke gets more and more frantic, him rubbing until he draws speckles of blood, his teeth g...
Know the wisdom, that no parents should see their child die, that such an event is like nature spun backward. But it’s the only way to truly keep your child. Kids grow up, they forge more potent alleg...
But it seems like part of your heart can never work if you don’t have kids. Like it will always be shut off.
[She was] sitting across from us, her legs pressed together to one side, like a slash mark. Pretty/professional.
You were the best man you’ve ever been with me. And you know it. The only time in your life you’ve ever liked yourself was pretending to be someone I might like. Without me? You’re just your dad.