No butter,
Looking back together, telling our stories to one another, we learn how to be on our own.
Lily appeared, wearing her nightclothes, in the doorway. She gave an impatient sigh. 'This is certainly a very LONG private conversation,' she said. 'And there are certain people waiting for their com...
I’m going to win the girls’ race this week.
It was harder for the ones who were waiting, Annemarie knew. Less danger, perhaps, but more fear.
You eat canned tuna fish and you absorb protein. Then, if you're lucky, someone give you Dover Sole and you experience nourishment. It's the same with books.
–Enorgullécete de tu dolor –le decía siempre su madre–. Eres más fuerte que aquellos que no sienten ninguno.
¿Tú insinuabas, Jonás, que quizá no era valiente? Yo no sé qué es la valentía: qué es, qué significa. Lo que sé es que yo estaba aquí paralizado por el horror, deshecho de no poder hacer nada. Y oí qu...
The long neck that extended from his stiff collar.
Stricken
We thank you for your childhood.
Time goes on, and your life is still there, and you have to live it. After a while you remember the good things more often than the bad. Then, gradually, the empty silent parts of you fill up with sou...
Things could change, Gabe, Jonas went on. Things could be different. I don't know how, but there must be some way for things to be different. There could be colours. And grandparents he added
Things could change Gabe. Things could be different. I don't know how, but there must be some way for things to be different. There could be colors. And grandparents. And everybody would have memories...
The freedom to choose where to spend those hours had always seemed a wonderful luxury to Jonas; other hours of the day were so carefully regulated.
The God of Thunder has fallen into the milk pail!
Sometimes we have to hurt people, in order to keep ourselves whole. We must just do it with love, that's all.
Some say it eases pain to lay a knife beneath the bed. Is it true? Alsy shrugged. Likely not. But if the person thinks it, then the thinking eases the pain.
It was so - oh, I wish language were more precise! The red was so beautiful!
He wept, and it felt as if the tears were cleansing him, as if his body needed to empty itself.