You know how we make a Scotch and water in this home?No, sir, Gus said.We pour Scotch into a glass and then call to mind thoughts of water, and then we mix the actual Scotch with the abstracted idea o...
You don't know a father's weight until it's lifted.
You can’t control it, that’s the thing, I said. Life is not something you wield, you know?
You can say a lot of bad things about Alabama, but you can't say that Alabamans as a people are duly afraid of deep fryers.
YOU WILL GO TO THE PAPER TOWNSAND YOU WILL NEVER COME BACK
Why would you try to kill this guy, Kevin? He's a genius. Nuts to your truce.
Why don’t we break up? I guess I stay with her because she stays with me. And that’s not an easy thing to do.
When she fucked up, all those years ago, just a little girl terrified into paralysis, she collapsed into the enigma of herself. And that could have happened to me, but I saw where it led for her. So I...
When I look at my room, I see a girl who loves books.
What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
What a slut time is. She screws everybody. a
What I love about science is that as you learn, you don't really get answers. You just get better questions.
We imagine people as animals or gods. -But she was just a person, a girl.
We had to forgive to survive in the labyrinth. There were so many of us who would have to live with things done and things left undone that day. Things that did not go right, things that seemed okay a...
Wait, wait. I don't get it.''That is because you only have eight functioning brain cells.
True terror isn’t being scared; it’s not having a choice in the matter.
Traffic's not too bad on Sheridan, and I'm cornering the car like it's the Indy 500, and we're listening to my favorite NMH song, Holland, 1945, and then onto Lake Shore Drive, the waves of Lake Michi...
The worst part of being truly alone is you think about all the times you wished that everyone would just leave you be. Then they do, and you are left being, and you turn out to be terrible company.
The world, he said, is not a wish-granting factory.
The risen sun too bright in her losing eyes. That's God, I think, the rising sun and the light is too bright and her eyes are losing but they aren't lost. I don't believe we return to haunt or comfort...