But this controversy did not involve the corporal who refused to give thought to what his life had become as a case. God did not think of a man as a case. For a case is to be solved—and a man cannot b...
But so like Hollywood people, who played at the emotions they truly felt. Or maybe the emotions they truly felt could only be expressed in play?
At such rare times you can feel the electrically charged neurons of the prefrontal brain realigning themselves like iron fillings drawn by a magnet.
A man is fearful of lonely in a woman
A female is essentially a cunt, the pure purpose of the female is cunt, but a woman, a wife, is a cunt with a mouth, a man has to reckon with. It's a sobering fact: you start off with a cunt, you wind...
Went out for sports as others did, in an affable herd.
The mirror above the bureau—a flushed blurred face. I had learned to look quickly away from that face for so often I hated what I saw.
If a man hurts you, and you show that hurt, and your eyes lock with his, he will never forgive you. For always you will be the girl he has hurt, which means you are the girl he can always hurt again....
You ordinary people who read and do not write, who 'like to read' and know nothing of the sufferings of writers, how fortunate you are!
While Annabel possessed the sylphid grace of a fairy-tale princess, unstudied and seemingly spontaneous, yet with a dreamy air, Willy presented a dramatic contrast: brash, brusque, heavy-jawed, with e...
When you give up struggle, there's a kind of love.
These were no-man's-lands, limbos of a sort, places where language did not prevail and the only protection was flight, if you could run fast enough; or submission if you couldn't.
There is an hour when you realize: here is what you have been given. More than this, you won't receive. And what this is, what your life has come to, will be taken from you. In time.
There are some secrets so toxic you can’t share. Especially if you love who it is you’d have to share with.
The murderer is not protected! He is vulnerable. TO
The challenge is to resist circumstances. Any idiot can be happy in a happy place, but moral courage is required to be happy in a hellhole.
The Bog Kingdom. Bidding him enter! Ah, enter! There, all wishes are fulfilled. The more forbidden, the more delicious.
That's how a thing starts out real then ends up just an idea.
That I was sleeping at a time when my husband was dying is so horrible a thought, I can’t confront it.
Strange: how when a light is extinguished, it's immediately as if it has never been. Darkness fills in again, complete.