He was filled with embarrassment: embarrassment for the human race, its preoccupation with money, it love of swindle.
Great discoveries, whether of silk or gravity, are always windfalls. They happen to people loafing under trees.
For the first time ever we sympathized with the President because we saw how wildly our sphere of influence was misrepresented by those in no position to know what was going on.
Eating is natural. Gaining weight is your choice.
Free will is making a comeback. Biology gives you a brain. Life turns it into a mind.
You don't understand me. I'm a teenager. I've got problems!
Whenever we got a glimpse, their faces looked indecently revealed, as though we were used to seeing women in veils.
We lost them in the vastness of their dresses and found them again, squeezed the pulp of their bodies and inhaled the perfume of their exertion. A few of us grew brave enough to insert our legs betwee...
Though some of us saw Lux as a force of nature, impervious to chill, an ice goddess generated by the season itself, the majority knew she was only a girl in danger, or in pursuit, of catching her deat...
The sky grew darker, and the light abandoned the daytime, so that we found ourselves always moving in a timeless murk, the only way to discern the hour the taste of sour burps, toothpaste in the morni...
The magisterial presence of all those potentially readable words stopped her in her tracks.
Speramus meliora; resurgret cineribus. We hope for better things; it will rise from the ashes,
Semiotic was the form Zipperstein`s midlife crisis had taken... Instead of buying sports car, he'd bought deconstrution.
Regret, already sogging me down, burst its dam. It seeped into my legs, it pooled in my heart.
Next to it were five potted photographs of the Lisbon girls, pinned with rusty tacks. We didn't remember putting them up, but there they were, dim from time and weather so that all we could make out w...
My grandfather's short employ at the Ford Motor Company marked the only time any Stephanides has ever worked in the automotive industry. Instead of cars, we could become manufacturers of hamburger pla...
It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house, wit...
In the end we had the pieces of the puzzle, but no matter how we put them together, gaps remained, oddly shaped emptinesses mapped by what surrounded them, like countries we couldn't name.
I was beginning to understand something about normality. Normality wasn't normal. It couldn't be. If normality were normal, everybody could leave it alone. They could sit back and let normality manife...
Her father was about to have a heart attack, and my memories of her are now tinged with a blue wash of misfortune that hadn't quite befallen her at the time. She was standing bare-legged in the jungly...