It was hard to feel safe in the world when you were a girl.
Her eyes take on that suspicious, wounded look girls get when they know they've fallen off the top rung of friendship and someone else has passed them, but they don't know when or how the change took...
Here is the world before you. You have only to reach for it.
You evah hear of a magic screw?'I cough back a laugh. 'No. No, sir.
Hold up. How do you have sex with somebody? Adina scoffed. Is she all, 'Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't s ee your penis there'?Tiara squealed and waved her hands. Don't say that word!What? Sorry? Gah! Ti...
Hold up. How do you have sex with somebody? Adina scoffed. Is she all, ‘Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see your penis there’?
You couldn't be perfect enough to keep the world from betraying you.
It is all I can do not to confide to the girl closest to me: If I should die during tea - asphyxiated by my own corset - please do not let them bury me in such a hideous dress or I shall come back to...
Why does anyone do anything? Belief. A belief that they are doing right and just in their actions.
Instead, I try to adjust to the dawn, letting the tears fall where they may, because it is morning; it is morning and there is so much to see.
With no plan of escape in sight, I've been resigned to the life of a cosseted young lady of London society as Grandmama and I pay calls. We drink tea that is too weak and never hot enough for my likin...
I am creating an atmosphere! Oh, Unc, we’ve finally got bodies in this joint! Paying bodies. We could have a good racket going here. I’m not interested in a ‘racket.’ I’m an academic. That’s okay, Unc...
When I dream, I dream of him. For several nights now he’s come to me, waving from a distant shore as if he’s been waiting patiently for me to arrive. He doesn’t utter a word, but his smile says everyt...
Life don’t come to you, Memphis. You gotta take it. We have to take it. Because ain’t nobody handing it to us.
I am staring into the hissing face of a cobra. A surprisingly pink tongue slithers in and out of a cruel mouth while an Indian man whose eyes are the blue of blindless inclines his head towards my mot...
I am starting a collection of only right-hand gloves. It’s ever so bourgeois to have two.
I don’t want to have this conversation. It’s sunny out. There’s bacon downstairs. My life is starting over today. I’ve just made it official.
Sometimes a little crazy is all you need
Swell. Isn’t there some kinda ghost primer in this joint: Reading, Writing, ’Rithmetic, Ridding Yourself of Soul-Stealing Demons for Fun and Profit? Why isn’t there ever anything useful around here?Ma...
Sometimes I just want to burn down all the rules and start over,
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