So help me God it gets more and more preposterous, it corresponds less and less to what I remember and what I expect as if the force of live were centrifugal and threw one further and further away fro...
Sentado en la terraza, leo sobre los sufrimientos de Scott Fitzgerald.[122] Yo soy, él fue, de los que leen las dolorosas historias de los escritores alcohólicos y autodestructivos con el vaso de whis...
Percy must have perceived, early in her marriage, that her husband’s lechery was compulsive and incurable, but she was determined, like any other lover, to authenticate her suspicion.
Parece restregar y planchar con fervor penitencial, aunque no se me ocurre qué es lo que considera que ha hecho mal.
Paint me a small railroad station then, ten minutes before dark. Beyond the platform are the waters of the Wekonsett River, reflecting a somber afterglow. The architecture of the station is oddly info...
Oh, God, you bore me this morning, my wife said.I’ve been bored for the last six years, I said.I took a cab to the airport and an afternoon plane back to the city. We had been married twelve years and...
Nils's gardens no longer bore any relationship to the needs of the house. Each spring he plowed and planted acres of vegetables and flowers. The coming up of the asparagus shoots was the signal for a...
JIM AND IRENE Westcott were the kind of people who seem to strike that satisfactory average of income, endeavor, and respectability that is reached by the statistical reports in college alumni bulleti...
It is unlikely that Percy would have written my mother after her return from Europe, and, had she written, the letter would have been destroyed, since that family had a crusading detestation of souven...
I have spent considerable of my leisure time in this past year in the improvement of my mind but I find that much of it has been spent extremely foolish and that walking in the pasture at dusk with vi...
His life was not confined and the delight he took in this observation could not be explained by its suggestion of escape.
He followed her into the bathroom and sat on the shut toilet seat while she washed her back with a brush. I forgot to tell you, he said. Liza sent us a wheel of Brie. That's nice, she said, but you kn...
For lovers, touch is metamorphosis. All the parts of their bodies seem to change, and they seem to become something different and better. That part of their experience that is distinct and separate, t...
Even a selected display of one's early work will be a naked history of one's struggle to receive an education in economics and love.
Damoclean, but these were people without pretense or affectation,
At her dressing table putting on earrings. She is a pretty woman in the prime of life, and her ignorance of financial necessity is complete. Her neck is graceful, her breasts gleamed as they rose in t...
As I approach my fortieth birthday without having accomplished any one of the things I intended to accomplish—without ever having achieved the deep creativity that I have worked toward for all this ti...
Years of resolute self-denial, instead of rewarding him with reserves of fortitude, had left him more than ordinarily susceptible to temptation.
The sea that morning was iridescent and dark. My wife and my sister were swimming--Diana and Helen--and I saw their uncovered heads, black and gold in the dark water. I saw them come out and I saw tha...
But now that she had made him her confidant, he saw that he could not change this relationship.