Vivimos como si la memoria fuese una consigna de equipajes bien construida y atendida por un personal eficiente.
Unul dintre lucrurile pe care le învăţase în viaţă, şi pe care spera că se va putea bizui, era că o durere intensă alungă una mai puţin intensă. O întindere musculară dispare în înfruntarea cu durerea...
Until I met Annick I’d always been certain that the edgy cynicism and disbelief in which I dealt, plus a cowed trust in the word of any imaginative writer, were the only tools for the painful, wrenchi...
Tomis dienomis jautėmės taip, lyg būtume laikomi kokiame garde ir lauktume dienos, kai mus išleis į gyvenimą. Ir kai ta diena atėjo, mūsų gyvenimas - ir pats laikas įgavo pagreitį. Ar mums atėjo į gal...
Todos nós vamos ter cancêr ou uma doença cardíaca. há, basicamente, dois tipos de seres humanos, pessoas que refreiam suas emoções e pessoas que as liberam, rugindo. introvertidos e extrovertidos, se...
Todas as histórias de amor são potenciais histórias de dor. Se não no princípio, depois. Se não para um, para o outro. Às vezes para ambos.
To be Russian was to be pessimistic; to be Soviet was to be optimistic.
Time … give us enough time and our best-supported decisions will seem wobbly, our certainties whimsical.
Though I remember, sharply, last things. The last book she read. The last play (and film, and concert, and opera, and art exhibition) that we went to together. The last wine she drank, the last clothe...
This was another of our fears: that Life wouldn't turn out to be like Literature. Look at our parents- were they the stuff of Literature?
The orthodoxy runs, that if a marriage is founded on less than perfect truth it will always come to light. I don’t believe that. Marriage moves you further away from the examination of truth, not near...
The next day, all that stopped him from feeling pure exultance was the question: had it been too easy?
The main reason I felt foolish and humiliated was because of - what had I called it to myself, only a few days previously? - 'the eternal hopefulness of the human heart'. And before that, 'the attract...
The diary was evidence; it was—it might be—corroboration. It might disrupt the banal reiterations of memory. It might jump-start something—though I had no idea what.
Some Englishman once said that marriage is a long dull meal with the pudding served first.
Some Englishman once said marriage is a long dull meak with pudding served first
Silent or gagged women are powerless women. A powerful woman is one who can speak out to challenge existing power structures or to explore previously taboo territory.
She is the centre of my world. The Armenians believed that Ararat was the centre of the world; but the mountain was divided between three great empires, and the Armenians ended up with none of it, so...
One small revenge might be to die and show no signs of having died.
On our behalf they dreaded the closeness of adolescent friendship, the predatory behaviour of strangers on trains, the lure of the wrong kind of girl. How far their anxieties outran our experience.