Smile with instinct, then lick your wounds in the darkest of dark corners. Trace the scars back to your own fingers and remember them.
I wonder if she’ll ever know that no one will love her as hard as I do.
Rudy Steiner was scared of the book thief's kiss. He must have longed for it so much. He must have loved her so incredibly hard. So hard that he would never ask for her lips again and would go to his...
The passengers slid out as if from a torn package.
I notice a deliberate change in my brother. He's harder. He has a switch, and once a fight comes near, he flicks it and he is no longer my brother Rube. He's a machine.
Henry Street.
The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this.
The days and nights come apart. I feel them corroding at the seams.
THE SPOKEN TRUTH OF RUDY STEINERI guess I’m better at leavingthings behind than stealing them.
There were people of every stature, but amongst them, the poor were the most easily recognised. The impoverished always try to keep moving, as if relocating might help. They ignore the reality that a...
It’s much easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it. This
Is this yours?’ ‘Yes, Papa.’ ‘Do you want to read it?’ Again, ‘Yes, Papa.’ A tired smile. Metallic eyes, melting. ‘Well we’d better read it then.
She looks at the swings, and I can see she’s imagining what they’d look like if the kids weren’t there. The guilt of this holds her down momentarily. It appears to be there constantly. Never far away,...
I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that’s only the A’s. Just don’t ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me.
A day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment.
She was one if the few souls that made me wonder what's it to live.
Podría presentarme como es debido pero, la verdad, no es necesario. Pronto me conocerás bien, todo depende de una compleja combinación de variables. Por ahora basta con decir que, tarde o temprano, ap...
I did it because you are the epitome of ordinariness, Ed. And if a guy like you can stand up and do what you did for all those people, well, maybe everyone can. Maybe everyone can live beyond what the...
Him. Don’t think. Just swallow. As soon as Mama handed
I don't have much interest in building mystery. Mystery bores me. It chores me. I know what happens and so do you. It's the machinations that wheel us there that aggravate, perplex, interest, and asto...
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