But you are a solace just by existing, vividly in my thoughts if not here before me.
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...
And I like your laugh, Sabbath; it’s inaudible.
All actors are whores.They want only one thing: to seduce you.
A man will reveal his true self, or so it seems, on the tennis court.
A familiar story, Marya instructs herself—a woman yearning to be completed in a man, by way of a man. As if she hadn’t a soul of her own.
I'm drawn to write about upstate New York in the way in which a dreamer might have recurring dreams. My childhood and girlhood were spent in upstate New York, in the country north of Buffalo and West...
The terrible intimacy of pregnancy,
Você tem o desejo de pôr a culpa neles, nos que foram assassinados. Sem dúvida que deseja pôr a culpa em qualquer mulher nua e estrangulada na própria cama.
Strange: how when a light is extinguished, it's immediately as if it has never been. Darkness fills in again, complete.
So they'd fucked up her life, those guys she'd trusted, for fun. What the hell.
She would become, through the years, a woman who expected the worst, to relieve herself of the anxiety of hope. She would become a woman of calm, fatalistic principles, anticipating her life with the...
Recently she had been going through a period of adolescent melancholia, often talking with her mother, a nurse, about death. She would, she hoped, be some day reincarnated as a cat.
Of all miracles, none is more daunting than normal. To be—to become—normal. This gift seemingly so ordinary is not a gift given to all who seek it.
Nowhere in a hospital can you walk without blundering into the memory pools of strangers—their dread of what was imminent in their lives, their false hopes, the wild elation of their hopes, their sudd...
Nothing is more lonely than fucking ‘good works.
My crappy-kid's life. It was mostly a shitty life wasn't it, OK but I miss it.
Loving our parents, we bring them into us. They inhabit us. For a long time I believed that I could not bear to live without Mom and Dad—I could not bear to outlive them—for to be a daughter without p...
I was trying not to be happy, hopeful. I did not believe I deserved happiness or even hope, if you knew my soul.
I know that there are many essential biological differences between the sexes, of course. But not so many ‘culturally-mandated’ differences. In First World countries we’ve evolved beyond mere biology...