They have a certain gaiety to them, a power of invention, they don't care what people think. They have escaped, though what it is they've escaped from isn't clear to us. We think that their bizarre co...
There's always something to occupy the inquiring mind.
The stains on the mattress. Like dried flower petals. Not recent. Old love; there's no other kind of love in this room now.
She knows herself to be at the mercy of events, and she knows by now that events have no mercy.
Potential has a shelf life.
Ordinary, said Aunt Lydia, is what you are used to. This may not seem ordinary to you now, but after a time it will. It will become ordinary.
Once in a while, though, he went on binges. He would sneak into bookstores or libraries, lurk around the racks where the little magazines were kept; sometimes he'd buy one. Dead poets were his busines...
Now that I am dead, I know everything.
Nobody's heart is perfect.
Never pray for justice, because you might get some.
I’m losing the appetite for strangers. Once I would have focused on the excitement, the hazard; now it’s the mess, the bother. Getting your clothes off gracefully, always such an impossibility; thinki...
It must have been an endless breathing in: between the wish to know and the wish to praise there was no seam.
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
I'm sad now, the way we're talking is infinitely sad: faded music, faded paper flowers, worn satin, an echo of an echo. All gone away, no longer possible.
I want to keep on living, in any form. I resign my body freely, to the uses of others. They
I want everything back, the way it was. But there is no point to it, this wanting.
How could I be sleeping with this particular man.... Surely only true love could justify my lack of taste.
He would have died soon, but more painfully. Anyway, it was Urban Bloodshed Limitation. First rule: limit bloodshed by making sure that none of your own gets spilled.
He was deciding whether to cut her throat or love her forever.
Falling in love, although it resulted in altered body chemistry and was therefore real, was a hormonally induced delusional state, according to him. In addition it was humiliating, because it put you...