It was always embarrassing when professors assigned their own books. Even Madeleine, who found all the reading hard going, could tell that Zipperstein’s contribution to the field was reformulative and...
Постепенно умът му стана също толкова фрагментарен, колкото поемите на Сафо, които така и не успя да възстанови, и накрая една сутрин погледна лицето на жената, която беше обичал повече от всичко, и н...
There was nowhere I could go that wouldn't be you.
Pay no attention to the terrors that visit you in the night. The psyche is at its lowest ebb then, unable to defend itself. The desolation that envelops you feels like truth, but isn't. It's just ment...
Tessio Zizmo had been a virgin when she married Milton Stephanides at the age of 22. Their engagement,which coincided with the Second World War, had been a chaste affair. My mother was proud of the wa...
Nosso único legado seria a deserção.
It was amazing how it worked: the tiniest bit of truth made credible the greatest lies.
Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling.
Plate, nor did Mrs. Bates, who had once wept when we set
Even our parents seemed to agree more and more with the television version of things, listening to the reporters' inanities as though they could tell us the truth about our own lives.
You're a stone fox, he said, and took off.
Their hearts were wrung with anguish, the anguish of having children, a vulnerability as astonishing as the capacity for love that parenthood brings ... [426]
Martinis in a can, Callie. We live in an age of wonders.
I am living through days as happy as those God keeps for his chosen people; and whatever becomes of me, I can never say that I have not tasted the purest joys of life.
He had the feeling that there was something physically behind his eyes, blocking the light.
Every letter was a love letter. Of course, as love letters went, this one could have been better. It was not very promising, for instance, that Madeleine claimed not to want to see him for the next ha...
I saw the movie, he said. I know what it's about. Listen to this. When girls get to be about twelve or so—he leaned toward us—their tits bleed.
I do not think the patient truly meant to end her life. Her act was a cry for help.
She was the still point in the turning world.
Mr. Lisbon knew his parental and neighborly duty entailed putting the retainer in a Ziploc bag, calling the Kriegers, and telling them their expensive orthodontal device was in safe keeping. Acts like...