She leaned toward him and said in a quiet voice, Are you Christian?Mitchell hesitated to answer. The worst thing about religion was religious people.
She held herself very straight, like Audrey Hepburn, whom all women idolize and men never think about.
Now all the mute objects of my life seem to tell my story, to stretch back in time, if I look closely enough.
My mother pictured a daughter as a counterinsurgent: a fellow lover of lapdogs, a seconder of proposals to attend the Ice Capades. In
Mania was a mental state every bit as dangerous as depression. At first, however, it felt like a rush of euphoria. You were completely captivating, completely charming; everybody loved you. You took r...
La depresión no es algo de lo que uno se quita. No puedes desengancharte de la depresión. Depresión es como un moretón que nunca se te quita. Un moretón en la mente. Tienes que tener mucho cuidado de...
Jerome was sliding and climbing on top of me and it felt like it had the night before, like a crushing weight. So do boys and men announce their intentions. They cover you like a sarcophagus lid. And...
I’d like to have at my disposal complicated hybrid emotions, Germanic train-car constructions like, say, the happiness that attends disaster. Or: the disappointment of sleeping with one’s fantasy. I’d...
It is wonderful barefoot in New York. It is like walking on one big giant tomb!
It is said: San Francisco is where young people go to retire.
It is perhaps in reading a love story (or in writing one) that we can simultaneously partake of the ecstasy and agony of being in love without paying a crippling emotional price. I offer this book, th...
If Mitchell was ever going to become a good Christian, he would have to stop disliking people so intensely.
I would handle the deep intellectual matters, like vibrators; she would handle the social sphere.
I was thinking how amazing it was that the world contained so many lives. Out in these streets people were embroiled in a thousand different matters, money problems, love problems, school problems. Pe...
Historical fact: people stopped being human in 1913. That was the year Henry Ford put his cars on rollers and made his workers adopt the speed of assembly line.
He came back to us with stories of bedrooms filled with crumpled panties, of stuffed animals hugged to death by the passion of the girls, of a crucifix draped with a brassiere, of gauzy chambers of ca...
From an early age they knew what little value the world placed in books, and so didn't waste their time with them. Whereas I, even now, persist in believing that these black marks on white paper bear...
Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words. I don't believe in sadness, joy, or regret. Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling.
Emerson said, I am more of a Quaker than anything else. I believe in the still, small voice.
Did I see through the male tricks because I was destined to scheme that way myself? Or do girls see through the tricks, too, and just pretend not to notice?