It helps, of course - let's not get carried away - if you'er a young prince like Mizzy, and you've actually got something of value to destroy in the first place.
If you live in certain places, in a certain way, you'd better learn to praise the small felicities.
How often since then has she wondered what might have happened if she'd tried to remain with him; if she’d returned Richard's kiss on the corner of Bleeker and McDougal, gone off somewhere (where?) wi...
He’ll be successful, finally, this coming Sunday, at the modest ceremony to be held in the living room. It’s all so clear. Tyler will write a beautiful, meaningful song. Barrett will find a love that...
A full week of their mother's quiet fury over the fun they don't seem to be having and their father's dogged attempts to provide it...
Я хотела сказать ему, что мертвым мы должны еще меньше, чем живым, и что наша единственная, хотя и весьма сомнительная, возможность счастья — в безусловном приветствии перемен.
Она была похожа на женщину, которая, чудом уцелев во время бомбежки, красит губы и, надев туфли на каблуках, отправляется прогуляться среди развалин.
Возможно, в свойственной юности расточительности мы легко и чуть ли не произвольно раздариваем наши привязанности, безосновательно полагая, что у нас всегда будет что еще предложить.
Youth is the only sexy tragedy. It's James Dean jumping into his Porsche Spyder, it's Marilyn heading off to bed.
You live with the threat of my extinction. I live with it too.
You know what I am? he says.What?I'm an ordinary person.Come on.I know. Who isn't an ordinary person? How horribly presumptuous to want to be anything else. But I have to tell you. I've been treated a...
Writing in that state is the most profound satisfaction she knows, but her access to it comes and goes without warning. She may pick up her pen and follow it with her hand as it moves across the paper...
Who has more power than a child? She can be as cruel as she wants to be. He can't.
Wherever you go, Provincetown will always take you back, at whatever age and in whatever condition. Because time moves somewhat differently there, it is possible to return after ten years or more and...
What I wanted to do seemed simple. I wanted something alive and shocking enough that it could be a morning in somebody's life. The most ordinary morning. Imagine, trying to do that.
We live our lives, do whatever we do, and then we sleep - it's as simple and ordinary as that. A few jump out of windows or drown themselves or take pills; more die by accident; and most of us, the va...
This determined, abiding fascination is what she thinks of as her soul (an embarrassing, sentimental word, but what else to call it?); the part that might conceivably survive the death of the body.
They hope they’ll learn to be happier together. They also yearn, sometimes, for the point at which misery becomes so profound as to leave them no alternative.
The world is full of Guses--good-looking boys and girls who've been dealt the best possible genetic hand by parents and grandparents and great-grandparents who have been doing neither well nor badly f...
That summer when she was eighteen, it seemed anything could happen, anything at all.