(...) Só falou nisso de a Vida ser um jogo e assim. Sabe como é.- A Vida é um jogo, meu rapaz. A Vida é um jogo que se joga seguindo as regras.- Pois é, senhor professor. Eu sei que é. Eu sei.Um jogo,...
Ето например ние си държахме ръцете непрекъснато. Разбира се, това не е много нещо, но с нея е страхотно да си държиш ръцете. Повечето момичета, като им уловиш ръката, държат я като умряла в твоята ил...
What about your beloved Epictetus? Or your beloved Emily Dickinson? You want your Emily, every time she has an urge to write a poem, to just sit down and say a prayer till her nasty, egotistical urge...
The trouble with girls is, if they like a boy, no matter how big a bastard he is, they'll say he has an inferiority complex, and if they don't like him, no matter how nice a guy he is, or how big an i...
On top of everything else, he said immediately, we've got 'Wise Child' complexes. We've never really got off the goddam air. Not one of us. We don't talk, we hold forth. We don't converse, we expound....
In just a second, in just a second. You keep talking about ego. My God, it would take Christ himself to decide what’s ego and what isn’t. This is God’s universe, buddy, not yours, and he has the final...
I knew her like a book. I really did. I mean, besides checkers, she was quite fond of all athletic sports, and after I got to know her, the whole summer long we played tennis together almost every mor...
I have a feeling that you're riding for some kind of a terrible, terrible fall. But I don't honestly know what kind.
I find it magnificent how beau-tiful, loose ends find each other in the world if one only waits with de-cent patience, resilience, and quite blind strength.
Forgive the pessimism, if not the sonority. But I know how much you demand from a thing, you little bastard.
But most of all, above everything else, who in the Bible besides Jesus knew - knew - that we're carrying the Kingdom of Heaven around with us, inside, where we're all too goddam stupid and sentimental...
An Aesthetic Saint
All the kids kept trying to grab for the gold ring, and so was old Phoebe, and I was sort of afraid she'd fall off the goddam horse, but I didn't say anything or do anything. The thing with kids is, i...
He talks and talks and talks. And if he isn't talking, he's smoking his smelly cigars all over the house. I'm so sick of the smell of cigar smoke I could just roll over and die.The cigars are ballast,...
I held hands with her all the time...that doesn't sound like much, I realize, but she was terrific to hold hands with. Most girls if you hold hands with them, their goddam hand dies on you, or else th...
He said he was - this is exactly what he said - he said he was sitting at the table in the kitchen, all by himself, drinking a glass of ginger ale and eating sal and reading 'bey and Son', and all of...
Every time you mention some guy that's strictly a bastard— very mean, or very conceited and all— and when you mention it to the girl, she'll tell you he has an inferiority complex. Maybe he has, but t...
All I know is I'm losing my mind, Franny said. I'm just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else's. I'm sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be so...