Vets do what doctors used to - diagnose the injury or the condition, patch it up as best they can and remind you that these things happen and that in life we are also in the midst of death.
She always said, 'When I'm home, I've got to get things done, even if there are visitors. Elizabeth knows how to relax in her own house.' And then she would shake her head, as if Elizabeth had remarka...
The fundamental condition of childhood is powerlessness.
I am thirty-five years old, and it seems to me that I have arrived at the age of grief. Others arrive there sooner. Almost no one arrives much later. I don’t think it is years themselves, or the disin...
Evil people must spread their evil everywhere.
But he was sixty-two when I was, born, and the novelty of daughters had worn away long before.
If living is to progress, if you are lucky, from foolishness to wisdom, then to write novels is to broadcast the various stages of your foolishness.
The real mystery was how your farm bound you to it, so tightly that you would pay any price (literally, in interest) or make any sacrifice just to take these steps across this familiar undulating grou...
But now I saw with fresh conviction that is was us, all of us, who were failing, and the hallmark of our failure was the way we ate with our heads down, hungrily, quickly, because there was nothing el...
She could not imagine what she could do to reconstruct all the things she enjoyed, and she could hardly remember what it was that she had enjoyed.
This is true, at the least, that no veil of beauty hides the evils from our sight.
When a novel has 200,000 words, then it is possible for the reader to experience 200,000 delights, and to turn back to the first page of the book and experience them all over again, perhaps more inten...
She said, Some are born bossy, some achieve bossiness, and some have bossiness thrust upon them.
He laughed with a kind of mirthless bark.
Who was wearing a very handsome
Joy had never before been to a university party where there were no drinks, and her immediate reaction was that she just couldn’t find it, that there was a bar somewhere in the house where a nice youn...
In her minds eye she sat there, in the domesticated golden sunlight on the velvet sofa, lapped around by carpets and books and mahogany, solitary and content, as if, in fact, cloistered.
My mom was paranoid about my safety.
Mom was a smoker. My grandfather was a smoker. My aunts were smokers. My uncles were smokers. I don't know any smokers now, not even my mom.
English majors understand human nature better than economists do.
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