If someone wants to suck your toes, those toes should be worth sucking.
Vosotros los jóvenes no sabéis apreciar las cosas, proseguía. No sabéis lo que hemos tenido que pasar para lograr que estéis donde estáis. Míralo, es él quien pela las zanahorias. ¿Sabéis cuántas vida...
Have I been conditioned to believe that if I am not solicitous, if I am not forthcoming, if I am not a never-ending cornicopia of entertaining delights, they will take their collections of milk-bottle...
To pronounce the name of the dead is to make them live again.
God works in mysterious ways his wonders to perform, as Reenie used to say. Could it be that Myra is my designated guardian angel? Or is she instead a foretaste of Purgatory? And how do you tell the d...
The ancestral voices were prophesying war because ancestral voices never shut up, and they hate to be wrong, and war is a sure thing, sooner or later.
As you ramble on through life, Brother,Whatever be your goal,Keep your eye upon the doughnut,And not upon the hole.
From under the ground, from under the waters,they clutch at us, they clutch at us,we won’t let go.
In theory I can do almost anything; certainly I have been told how. In practice I do as little as possible. I pretend to myself that I would be quite happy in a hermit's cave, living on gruel, if some...
Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.
There is something powerful in the whispering of obscenities, about those in power. There's something delightful about it, something naughty, secretive, forbidden, thrilling. It's like a spell, of sor...
Some of these stories, it is understood, are not to be passed on to my father, because they would upset him. It is well known that women can deal with this sort of thing better than men can. Men are n...
Although he doesn't know it yet, she isn't his real life. But he is hers.This is painful.
People change, though, especially after they are dead.
If i thought this would never happen again I would die.But this is wrong, nobody dies from lack of sex. It's lack of love we die from.
Forced to chose between one irascible tyrant and another, Laura had chosen the one which was greater, and also further away.
Another belief of mine that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.
They were both in their own ways earnest; they both wanted to achieve some worthy end or other, change the world for the better. Such alluring, such perilous ideals!
Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothin...
Setting fire to the roofs, getting away with the loot, suiting herself. She studied modern philosophy, read Sartre on the side, smoked Gitanes, and cultivated a look of bored contempt. But inwardly, s...