You and I, we must carry on, Gemma. I cannot afford the luxury of love. I must marry well. And now I must look after you. It is my duty.If you wish to suffer, you do so of your own free will, not on m...
Haven’t you been hurt? Miss Lillian asked. Theta thought of Roy’s fists. Mrs. Bowers’s cold cruelty. Even the first wound of abandonment. Yes. And here you still are. No. The question is this: Haven’t...
We're all strangers connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away--our stories. I guess that's what I love about books--they are thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another...
I've heard it said that God is in the details. It's the same with the truth. Leave out the details, the crucial heart, and you can damn someone with the bare bones of it.
Oh, I didn't think it wise to hide it. Might not be able to find it again, I say, cheerily. It's sitting in plain view on your chair in the great hall. I do hope that was the best place for it.
My whole life I’ve been ordered about. Now I shall give the orders. I’ve never seen Felicity so wounded. Not me, she says. I never ordered you about. Oh, Fee. The old Pippa surfaces for just a moment,...
You're not a man. You're their . I don't care about you, or your brother, or your ridiculous organization. From now on, I shall do exactly as I wish and you cannot stop me. Do not follow. Do not watch...
One could argue that it's romantic to die for love. Of course, then you're dead and unable to take that honeymoon trip to the Alps with all the other fashionable young couples, which is a shame.
I am hard at work on the second draft ... Second draft is really a misnomer as there are a gazillion revisions, large and small, that go into the writing of a book.
The land has a memory. Every stream and river runs with a confession of sorts, history whispered over rocks, lifted in the beaks of birds at a stream, carried out to the sea. Buffalo thunder across pl...
I'm going to eviscerate you and leave your organs on a pike in the yard as a warning to those who wear large jewelry.
She shrieks above the din. If you wish a battle, I shall give it. I am the last of my kind. I shall not lie down without a fight.
People always fear what they don't understand, Evangeline. History proves that.
The wind swoops over the tenements on Orchard Street, where some of those starry-eyed dreams have died and yet other dreams are being born into squalor and poverty, an uphill climb. It gives a slap to...
On the Bowery, in the ornate carcass of a formerly grand vaudeville theater, a dance marathon limps along. The contestants, young girls and their fellas, hold one another up, determined to make their...
God doesn't like lesbians, Grandma Huberman hised, throwing the magazine in the trash.Jennifer knew what lesbian meant, and she knew she probably was one. But she couldn't understand why God would hol...
Yes, go on. Leave. You're always coming and going. The rest of us are stuck here. Do you think he'd still love you if he knew who you are? He doesn't really care—only when it suits him.
I'm not really sure what I am at all anymore.We're not just sashes and states, Nicole said on a sigh.Or gender, Petra murmured. Or bodies.
Felicity laughs and takes on the tone of a fashionable lady. Darling, the Bryn-Joneses have just done the most marvelous thing in their parlor with human blood. We simply must have ours done straighta...
I've had so many bikini waxes, I cry every time I see a Popsicle stick.
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