She saw death as just another wedding she wasn't invited to.
Maybe every couple lived in the gaps between conversations, unable to say the important things for fear they had already been said, or couldn't be said; maybe every relationship started over every tim...
He was ready to stop trying to matter; he was ready to simply live.
Everyone sees the same movie, but every reader experiences a different book, because reading involves you in hours of active, creative work, the characters, their movements and thoughts re-created in...
Bir yazar yüceliğe ulaşmak için dört şeye ihtiyaç duyar Pasquale: Arzu, hüsran ve deniz. Üç etti ama.Alvis şarabını bitirdi. Hüsranı iki kere sayacaksın.
And we want car wrecks. We say we don't. But we love them. To look is to love. A thousand people drive past the statue of David. Two hundred look. A thousand people drive past a car wreck. A thousand...
All we have is the story we tell. Everything we do, every decision we make, our strength, weakness, motivation, history, and character-what we believe-none of it is ; it's all part of the story we tel...
Buried by random events, ruined by confusion and grief.
We live in a world of banal miracles.
To pitch here is to live. People pitch their kids into good schools, pitch offers on houses they can’t afford, and when they’re caught in the arms of the wrong person, pitch unlikely explanations. Hos...
This is a love story, Michael Deane says. But, really, what isn’t? Doesn’t the detective love the mystery, or the chase, or the nosy female reporter, who is even now being held against her wishes at a...
On any given day in Spokane, Washington, there are more adult men per capita riding children's BMX bikes than in any other city in the world.
No one gets to tell you what your life means!
I remembered his saying that I really only lived in the perceptions of others, and suddenly it seemed painfully true. I couldn’t think of a time when I’d acted on my own, when I wasn’t driven by my gr...
How can you not feel like a whole city of people waiting for it to finally be over, a whole city tending a parent’s slow death?
All art is personal. Otherwise, what's the point?
„Listen, Richard says, „unless you're about to inherit some money, what we're talking about here is irreversible, fatal. You have fiscal Ebola, Matt. You are bleeding out through your nose and your mo...
Two kinds of people always lie about their ages: actresses and Latin American pitchers.
To the Cedar Falls legalists, if God’s word could come that way 10,000 years ago, there was no reason to believe it couldn’t come that way now. So when Vicki decided her family would follow Old Testam...
The first impression one gets of Michael Deane is of a man constructed of wax, or perhaps prematurely embalmed. After all these years, it may be impossible to trace the sequence of facials, spa treatm...