Depending on the year or the therapist he was seeing, he'd learned to ascribe just about every facet of his character as a psychological reaction to his parents' fighting: his laziness, his overachiev...
Callie rises up inside me, wearing my skin like a loose robe. She sticks her little hands into the baggy sleeves of my arms. She inserts her chimp’s feet through the trousers of my legs. On the sidewa...
But, like anyone in love, Madeleine believed that her own relationship was different from every other relationship, immune from typical problems.
Basically what we have here is a dreamer. Somebody out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she'd fly
As one does the return of sun after winter, I stood still and accepted the warm glow of possibility, of feeling right in the company of this small, oddly fierce person, with the inky hair and the love...
As meninas estavam enormes naqueles vestidos de cerimónia, construídos à volta de uma estrutura de arame. Tinham quilos e quilos de cabelo, bem presos, na cabeça. Embriagadas, beijando-nos, ou a desma...
Aquí nos encontramos básicamente con una soñadora, una persona sin contacto con la realidad. Cuando saltó, probablemente se figuraba que volaría
Aphrodite put off her famous belt, in which all the charms of love are woven, potency, desire, lovely whispers, and the force of seduction, which takes away foresight and judgment even from the most r...
Anyone have some mints or some gum? Bonnie asked. No one did, and she turned to Joe Hill Conley. She scrutinized him a moment, then, using her fingers, combed his part over to the left side. That look...
And for a time the tree stood blighted, trying to raise its stumted arms, a creature clubbed mute, only its sudden voicelessness making us realize it had been speaking all along.
All I know is this: despite my androgenized brain, there's an innate feminine circularity in the story I have to tell. In any genetic history. I'm the final clause in a periodic sentence, and that sen...
Added to their loveliness was a new mysterious suffering, perfectly silent, visible in the blue puffiness beneath their eyes or the way they would sometimes stop in mid-stride, look down, and shake th...
A szörny mindig onnét támad, ahonnan a legkevésbé sem várnánk.
A love story can never be about full possession. The happy marriage, the requited love, the desire that never dims--these are lucky eventualites but they aren't love stories. Love stories depend on di...
But the corset had the odd power of making her seem somehow more naked; it turned her into a forbidden, armored creature with a soft side inside he had to hunt for.
And did I mention how in summer the streets of Smyrna were lined with baskets of rose petals? And how everyone in the city could speak French, Italian, Greek, Turkish, English, and Dutch? And did I te...
Én vagyok a pont egy összetett mondat végén, amely mondat hosszú-hosszú évekkel ezelőtt, egy másik nyelven kezdődött, és amelyet az elejétől kell olvasni, hogy érteni lehessen a végét – azt, amikor me...
That to be happy you have to find variety in repetition; that to go forward you have to come back where you began.
You used to be able to tell a person's nationality by the face. Immigration ended that. Next you discerned nationality via the footwear. Globalization ended that. Those Finnish seal puppies, those Ger...
We listened to them, but it was clear they'd received too much therapy to know the truth.