Kick in the door, and what did I tell you? Caught in the act, sinfully Scrabbling. Quick, eat those words.
Keep calm, they said on television. Everything is under control. I was stunned. Everyone was, I know that. It was hard to believe. The entire government, gone like that. How did they get in, how did i...
Just remember, dear Friends, What am I living for and what am I dying for are the same question.
It’s the unbroken calm, both within and without, that is getting to her. Real events happen to people, she thinks, why not me? And then there’s her conviction that they are happening, all around her,...
It's impossible to say a thing exactly the way it was, because of what you say can never be exact, you always have to leave something out, there are too many parts, sides, crosscurrents, nuances; too...
It's his word against the Commander's, unless he wants to head a posse. Kick in the door, and what did I tell you? Caught in the act, sinfully Scrabbling. Quick, eat those words.
It's hard to be afraid of a man who is sitting watching you put on hand lotion.
It would make me feel that I have power. But such a feeling would be an illusion, and too risky.
It was the feet they'd do, for a first offense. They used steel cables, frayed at the ends. After
It was hard to believe. The entire government, gone like that. How did they get in, how did it happen? That was when they suspended the Constitution.
It hasn't escaped me that the object that keeps me alive is the same one that will kill me. In this way it's like love, or a certain kind of it.
Is that how we lived, then? But we lived as usual. Everyone does, most of the time. Whatever is going on is as usual. Even this is as usual, now. We lived, as usual, by ignoring. Ignoring isn't the sa...
Is anything wrong, dear? the old joke went.No, why?You moved.Just don't move.
In the desert there is no sign that says, Thou shalt not eat stones. — Sufi proverb
If you really want to stay the same age you are now forever and ever, she'd be thinking, try jumping off the roof: death's a sure-fire method for stopping time.
I was taking something away from her, although she didn't know it. I was filching. Never mind that it was something she apparently didn't want or had no use for, had rejected even; still, it was hers,...
I walk away from him. It's enormously pleasing to me, this walking away. It's like being able to make people appear and vanish, at will.
I walk away from her, guilt on my hands, absolving myself: I'm a good person. She could have been dying. No one else stopped.I'm a fool, to confuse this with goodness. I am not good.I know too much to...
I thought, men who changed their names were likely to be con-men, criminals, undercover agents or magicians, whereas women who changed their names were probably just married.
I thought of myself as an itinerant brain--the equivalent of a strolling player of Elizabethan times, or else a troubadour, clutching my university degree like a cheap lute.