Not only would I never want to belong to any club that would have me for a member--if elected I would wear street shoes onto the squash court and set fire to the ballroom curtains.
Never worry about what you're escaping from, he said. Worry about what you're escaping to.
Nel 1939, il giornale a fumetti americano, come i castori e gli scarafaggi della preistoria, era più grande e, voluminoso com'era, più ricco dei suoi moderni discendenti. Aspirava alle dimensioni di u...
Naomi was a tough kid, so much tougher than Landsman ever needed to be. She was two years younger, close enough for everything Landsman did or said to constitute a mark that must be surpassed or a the...
Most of the questions people asked you, he felt, were there to fill up dead space, curtail your movements, divert your energy and attention. Anyway, my grandfather and his emotions were never really o...
Love is like falconry, he said. Don't you think that's true, Cleveland?Never say love is like anything. said Cleveland. It isn't.
Literature, like magic, has always been about the handling of secrets, about the pain, the destruction, and the marvelous liberation that can result when they are revealed.
Like everyone else in the show, Max avoided the Ogre, despising him as the lowest of the freaks, until one fateful night when his insomnia was eased by an unexpected strain of Mendelssohn that came wa...
It's always been hard for me to tell the difference between denial and what used to be known as hope.
It was, in part, a longing – common enough among the inventors of heroes – to be someone else; to be more than the result of two hundred regimens and scenarios and self-improvement campaigns that alwa...
I thought you seemed like someone who might enjoy backgammon, said the kid, gravely mistaken.
I searched my feelings, an activity never far removed from looking for a dead rat in a spidery crawl space under the house.
I love the predictions of a man right before his first child is born, Flowers said. They’re like little snowflakes. Right before the sun comes blazing out the clouds and melts those happy dreams away.
I like the way she dances. She shows a heavy Pharaonic influence, I'd say, in the elbows. With perhaps just a soupçon of Snoopy in the feet.
I knew that I shouldn’t have, but I did it all the same; and there you have my epitaph, or one of them, because my grave is going to require a monument inscribed on all four sides with rueful mottoes,...
I have a boyfriend now. A real one. We're totally dating, it's very strange.
I charge you as I was charged. Don't waste your life. Don't allow your body's weakness to be a weakness of your spirit. Repay your debt of freedom. You have the key.
I anticipate a coming season of dilated time and of women all in disarray.
Huh-uh, Archy said, not trying to charm or work her anymore, the deep 1978 El Cerrito–apartment sullenness starting to seep out of him as he remembered how Luther and Valletta used to leave him there...
He was twenty years old, and he had fallen in love with Rosa Saks, in the wild scholastic manner of twenty-year-old men, seeing, in the tiniest minutiae, evidence of the systematic perfection of the w...