He felt the shock of contact. The weight of her against his chest felt like something she had decided to entrust to him. He
He checks with the mandolin man on the roof; there is always a man on the roof with a semiautomatic mandolin.
Fatherhood impose[s] an obligation that [is] more than your money, your body, or your time, a presence neither physical nor measurable by clocks: open-ended, eternal, and invisible, like the commitmen...
Every hour that passes, another hundredweight of sand is poured in through a tiny hole in Landsman's soul. After his eyes are closed, what happens is never quite sleep, and the thoughts that plague hi...
As a rule, they tended to avoid questions like How sane are we? and Do our lives have meaning? The need for avoidance was acute and apparent to both of them.
As a rule, they tended to avoid questions like How sane are we? and Do our lives have meaning?
As I worked to rebuild the ghost town I had made, I felt keenly that my failure to help Timothy was really only the latest chapter in a lifelong history of inadequacy and powerlessness.
And policemen. They were obliged to sneak past two en route to Kampa. Thomas was a contentedly law-abiding child, with fond feelings toward policemen. He was also afraid of them. His notion of prisons...
A laboring woman, though, while she endured her labor, lay at the center of something truly radiant in four dimensions; every birth everywhere, all the vectors of human evolution and migration origina...
A high point in a life lived at sea level, prone to flooding.
A Messiah who actually arrives is no good to anybody. A hope fulfilled is already half a disappointment.
Selvage of gray-blue radiation from the kitchen tube fringed the bedroom door and mingled with a pale shaft of nocturnal Brooklyn, a compound derived from the halos of streetlights, the headlamps of t...
Luck was really stubbornness married to a knack for observation, a fluid sense of the truth, a sharp ear for lies, and a deeply suspicious nature. They’d
You got the good heart. Underneath all the other stuff. Good heart is eighty-five percent of everything in life.' ...'What is the other fifteen percent?' Nat said. 'Just out of curiosity?''Politeness,...
When it works, what you get is not a collection of references, quotes, allusions, and cribs but a whole, seamless thing, both familiar and new: a record of the consciousness that was busy falling in l...
When I read these words I saw at once a connection to my own work. Anything good that I have written has, at some point during its composition, left me feeling uneasy and afraid. It has seemed, for a...
We're just animals in a cage. They're just feeding us to keep us alive.
We figure he must have let him out. The perpetrator, I mean. He's blind and we figure he just wandered off and maybe got run over.The perpetrator.No, the dog.
Tommy had never been successful at explaining himself to adults because of their calamitous heedlessness,
Thus while claiming, on the one hand, a dubiously ahistorical, archetypical source for the superhero idea in the Jungian vastness of legend, we dissolve its true universality in a foaming bath of peri...
