From Mother you will inherit the belief that you can journey to your fate, there's a place to be located on a map that's destiny. If only you can get there. If it isn't too late. If no one stops you.
Como isso acontece, você gosta tanto de alguém — ama alguém, talvez — e depois, não muito tempo depois, o que sente é ódio? Um ódio horrível e funesto? Um ódio de vontade de matar? Por quê?
As long as you're in motion, your perspective is obscured. Only when you reach the summit and turn to look back, can you be at peace.
And that's the insult of it, how always it comes back to a woman being a good mother in the world's eyes or a bad mother, how everything in a woman's life is funneled through her body between her legs...
A woman who has lost her husband is invalid, thus an invalid. In
A predatory bird with a great sharp beak and vicious talons—Paradox. To be in its grip is to suffer, yet so exquisitely, one might mistake the experience for a kind of ecstasy. Josiah
; so too, her glazed ceramics and her macramé are interchangeable with those executed by her women friends in the area, who take courses at the Mill Brook Valley Arts Co-op and whose houses are gradua...
There's something about other people isn't there?--you'd like to know who they are?--you'd like to be them, maybe? People you never saw before and--my voice lifting in excitement, it's so strange how...
Powerful blow from a practiced boxer can stop an opponent’s heart, it is said. It’s a cruel blow but it can be thrown easily if you have the strength and the skill and the will to do such lethal hurt,...
Whoever's reading this, if anyone is reading it: does it matter that our old selves are lost to us as surely as the past is lost, or is it enough to know yes we lived then, and we are living now, and...
When he was three years old Jackie ran into the house crying. I asked, What's happened? What's wrong?He showed me his bleeding hand - the palm of his hand had been scraped.How did you do that? It isn'...
Well, no. Marianne thought there could be lots worse.
We are beasts and this is our consolation.
Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live’—the Americans understand this admonition, deep in their killer-souls.
This determination to manage—to cope—to do as much unassisted as possible—is the Widow’s prerogative. You might argue that it’s a sign of her wish to appear to be—which is not the same as being—self-s...
The person you love best, you share the world with. When that person's gone the world remains but it isn't the same thing, it's at a distance.
The fact was that the woman lived the life she chose, she was happy in that life and it was no one's business after all but her own, my uncle's face darkening with blood as he spoke, my mother's fair...
She will speculate that she didn’t fully know her husband—this will give her leverage to seek him, to come to know him. It will keep her husband alive in her memory—elusive, teasing.
She had paid for these mistakes. (Had she?) But still, you are never fully acquitted of any mistake that involves another, and so the Intern had not been fully acquitted of her mistakes, and her shame...
Out of obscurity I came. To obscurity I can return.