I would like to believe this is a story I'm telling. I need to believe it. I must believe it. Those who can believe that such stories are only stories have a better chance. If it's a story I'm telling...
I will say you ... You can mean more than one. You can mean thousands. I'm not in immediate danger, I'll say to you.I'll pretend you can hear me. But its no good, because I know you can't.
I was unfair to him, of course, but where would I have been without unfairness? In thrall, in harness. Young women need unfairness, it’s one of their few defenses. They need their callousness, they ne...
I walk to the corner and wait. I used to be bad at waiting. They also serve who only stand and wait, said Aunt Lydia. She made us memorize it. She also said, Not all of you will make it through. Some...
I thought everyone would be familiar with this figure: if I'd studied a thing in school I assumed it was general knowledge. I hadn't yet discovered that I lived in a sort of transparent balloon, drift...
I should have married Constance, he says. That’s his ace: plonk! Right down on the table. Those five words are usually very effective: he might score a barrage of hostility, and maybe even some tears.
I don’t think they’ll ever replace the living and breathing, says Gary. They said that about e-books, says Kevin. You can’t stop progress.
He hated being dumped, even though he himself had manoeuvred the event into place.
He could never get used to her, she was fresh every time, she was a casketful of secrets.
From any rational point of view I am absurd; but there are no longer any rational points of view.
Dream steals from its lair towards its prey.
Don't cry anymore, she tells herself. Just do one thing at a time. Get from hour to hour and day to day like a frog jumping on lily pads.
Doing their job, said Cora. Keeping us safe.Nothing safer than dead, said Rita, angrily.
Dear Diplodicus; dear Pterosaur; dear Trilobite; dear Mastodon, dear Dodo, dear Great Auk, dear Passenger Pigeon, dear Panda, dear Whooping Crane; and all you countless others who have played in this...
Daughters of Naiads were a dime a dozen in those days; the place was crawling with them. Nevertheless, it never hurts to be of semi-divine birth. Or it never hurts immediately.
Congratulations on a good outcome! We’ve all been rooting for you. Charmaine wonders who’s been doing the rooting, because she hasn’t noticed anyone. But like so many things around here, maybe the roo...
Charis disapproves of crass words like shit. Roz has offered , but Charis rejected it as too babyish. Her alimentary canal products? Tony has suggested. No, that sounds too coldly intellectual, said C...
By telling you anything at all I'm at least believing in you, believe you're there, I believe you into being. Because I'm telling you this story I will your existence. I tell, therefore you are. So I...
But this is wrong, nobody dies from lack of sex. It’s lack of love we die from. There’s
But the body had its own cultural forms. It had its own art. Executions were its tragedies, pornography was its romance.