We sat under the mango tree and I was holding his hand when he began to cry. Drops fell on my hand like the water from the dripstone in the filter in our yard. Then I began to cry too and when I felt...
Something came out from my heart into my throat and then into my eyes.
She found pleasure in memories, as an old woman might have done.
Now I no longer wish to be loved, beautiful, happy or successful. I want one thing and one thing only - to be left alone.
If all good, respectable people had one face, I'd spit in it.
You surpise me, because people nearly always force you to ask, don't they?
Wasn't it quite difficult being a wicked girl? Even more difficult than being a good one?
Very soon she'll join all the others who know the secret and will not tell it. Or cannot. Or try and fail because they do not know enough. They can be recognized. White faces, dazed eyes, aimless gest...
Quite like old times,' the room says.
Only the magic and the dream are true — all the rest's a lie.
Only seven or eight, and yet she knew so exactly how to be cruel and who it was safe to be cruel to. One must admire Nature..
I can't sleep,' he said. 'Let me lie with my head on your silver breast.
And I saw that all my life I had known that this was going to happen, and that I'd been afraid for a long time, I'd been afraid for a long time. There's fear, of course, with everybody. But now it had...
Would you like a whiskey?' I say. 'I've got some.'(That's original. I bet nobody's ever thought of that way of bridging the gap before.)
The musty smell, the bugs, the lonliness, this room, which is part of the street outside-this is all I want from life.
Some must cry so that others may be able to laugh the more heartily. Sacrifices are necessary...
She’ll have no lover, for I don’t want her and she’ll see no other.
I have been too unhappy, I thought, it cannot last, being so unhappy, it would kill you
I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room.
Morbidly, attracted him to strangeness, to recklessnesss, even unhappiness.