…how monstrous the people you loved could be.
You journalists bulldoze life's mysteries, ignorant of what you're so ruthlessly turning up.
When your child is seized by an idea with the zeal of a fundamentalist Bible salesman from Indiana, stand in his or her way at your own risk.
There might be a Starbucks on every corner and an iPhone at every ear, but don’t worry, people are still fucking crazy.
The trying to change what they think, the attempt to explain, the hope they’ll come to see your side of things, it was exhausting because it never made a dent and afterward you only ached unbearably.
Sadly, American teenagers are to a weightless vacuum as seat cushions are to polyurethane foam -
Nora, biting her lip, pointed at the small end table on my right, where there was a black-and-white photograph in an antique silver frame. It was Olivia standing with her husband, Knightly, probably s...
Love is this elusive bird, he said. You're the lifelong bird-watcher, looking for this rare red-plumed quail people spend entire lives trying to see for three seconds in a cherry tree on a mountaintop...
Life does not belong to you. It is the apartment you rent. Love without fear, for love is an airplane that carries you to new lands. There is a universe in silence. A tunnel to peace in a scream. Get...
It’s what we chase but never find. It is the mystery of our lives, the understanding that even when we have everything we want it is one day to leave us. It’s the something unseen, the lurking devasta...
I pretended to be somebody I wanted to be until I became that person. Or he became me.’ In the end, a man turns into what he thinks he is, however large or small.
I looked like I wasn’t at a cocktail party but an airport, waiting for my life to take off.Infinitely delayed.
I don't . Religion? Humans desperate to take out infinity insurance. Death? The great big . Love? Dopamine released in the brain, which gets depleted over time, leaving contempt.
Connie Madison Parker, age 36, on Merchandise: You got to put yourgoods on display, babe. Otherwise, not only will the boys ignore you but—an'trust me on this, my sister's flat as you—we're talkin' th...
Because every one of us has our box, a dark chamber stowing the thing that lanced our heart. It contains what you do everything for, for, everything around you. And if it were opened, would anything...
Always live your life with your biography in mind, Dad was fond of saying.Naturally, it won't be published unless you have a Magnificent Reason,but at the very least you will be living grandly.
Wir sind alle Anthologien. Wir sind Tausende von Seiten lang, voller Märchen und Poesie, Geheimnisse und Tragödien und vergessener Geschichten ganz am Ende, die nie jemand lesen wird.
They should really tack that on to the marriage ceremony: 'Do you promise to love, honor, obey me, and also to kill me when I can no longer stand in a shower?
Que sont les fantasmes ? Des rêves dont nous nous servons pour nous préserver de la réalité. Notre monde est un plancher rigide qui nous casse le dos si on dort à même le sol.
Once you slaughter the lamb, you are capable of everything and anything, and the world is yours.