Eidetic memory. What else any of it meant to
We watched the swimmers and sunbathers and I thought about this. Had I faced all the facts? It seemed like I had, but actually, you never know, just by remembering, how many facts you were allowed to...
The body, the mind, and the spirit don't form a pyramid, they form a circle. Each of them runs into the other two. The body isn't below the mind and the spirit; from the point of view it's between the...
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...
It was the exact combination of the ephemeral and the eternal that a dying man needed to know about.
If you don't furnish your brain with what everyone knows, then it will furnish itself with what no one else knows!
But even though I felt her presence, I also felt the habitual fruitlessness of thinking about her. Her images, partly memories of her, partly memories of photos I had seen of her, yielded no new answe...
Arthur said, You must know that you don't love children for being good or bad. I know you know that.Why do you love them?Because you do, said Arthur. Because they don't know what's coming and maybe yo...
You know what getting married is? It's agreeing to taking this person who right now is at the top of his form, full of hopes and ideas, feeling good, looking good, wildly interested in you because you...
He hadn’t had her as a teacher, which meant that he could tell her what
But no matter how receptive his pretty and sweet speech therapist looked, no matter how softly and encouragingly she said, Go ahead, try it. Say it, still, the sounds came out like mooing.
We’re not going to be sad. We’re going to be angry until we die. It’s the only hope.
Some folk learned the nature of God, that He was merciful, having spared a husband or some cattle, that He was strict, having meted out hard punishment for small sins, that He was attentive, having se...
Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book.
It was one of life's treats, wasn't it, paying a visit to your past, swinging like a ball on a string away from the person you loved, always knowing that the string must pull you back, and you would b...
In December 1998, I considered myself an expert on love. I was almost a year into a relationship, one that had grown more slowly than I had wished, but once it flowered it was much more stimulating th...
The two of them prayed to Jesus that they might learn their lessons sooner rather than later, and that they would be gentle lessons rather than hard lessons.
Hands behind his head. He took another deep breath. The whore
Dark, wet sides of the well dropped maybe
The novel is, above all, an intense experience of prolonged intimacy with another consciousness.