Every universe, our own included, begins in conversation.
Every generation loses the Messiah it has failed to deserve.
And that was when you realized the fire was inside you all the time. And that was the miracle. Just that.
But he believed that every great love was in some measure a terrible mistake.
Те, кто зарабатывает себе на жизнь, играя с катастрофой, развивают в себе способность пессимистического воображения, что зачастую почти неотличимо от проницательности.
И только тогда, после всех лет учения и выступлений, подвигов, удивлений и чудес, Джо начал понимать истинную природу магии. Фокусник словно бы обещал, что порванное на кусочки можно восстановить без...
Writers—like insomniacs—are so accident-prone, so obsessed with the calculus of bad luck and missed opportunities, so liable to rumination and a concomitant inability to let go of a subject, even when...
There had been times in the past when my sister-in-law’s counsel, while never useful, had provided a certain amount of welcome bemusement, like the advice of an oracular hen.
The Mandrill with his multicolored wonder ass that he used to bedazzle opponents.
All I want to do is get home and never see any of you authors ever again,
You hit me with a tuba, he said, looking at me with an air of hurt surprise. I know, I said. I’m sorry. A sheet of paper came whistling up and flattened itself against my
You have to look at Jews like Bina Gelbfish, to explain the wide range and persistence of the race. Jews who carry their homes in an old cowhide bag, on the back of a camel, in the bubble of air at th...
When I remember that dizzy summer, that dull, stupid, lovely, dire summer, it seems that in those days I ate my lunches, smelled another's skin, noticed a shade of yellow, even simply sat, with greate...
Vulgar language, Chan said...Always the first and last refuge of the man with nothing to say.
Undressing her was an act of recklessness, a kind vandalism, like releasing a zoo full of animals, or blowing up a dam.
To reach escape velocity, my grandmother, like any spacefarer, would be obliged to leave almost everything behind her.
There's nothing more embarrassing than to have earned the disfavor of a perceptive animal.
There was something stunned in the faces of the children, blinking and tentative. The slow, dark, dull submarine of the lives in which they were the human cargo had abruptly surfaced. Their blood was...
There is no more useless activity than that of periodization, the packaging of history, in particular cultural history, into discrete eras—the Jazz Age, the Greatest Generation, the Eisenhower years,...
The other fellow was more of a fireplug, broad in the chest and shoulders, with a wide pugnacious face and the hint of a shadow even on his freshly shaved jaw. He always looked as if he had not dresse...
