The secret of flight is this -- you have to do it immediately, before your body realizes it is defying the laws.
It seemed the morrow's holding had become a sort of peoples park in the suburbs of Cleveland. The other on the block, those who still lived in the fading jerry-built ranch houses with birdbaths or pla...
Here is the world, and you live in it, and are grateful. You try to be grateful.
A much younger woman, one of those round-faced, tiny-featured women who were touted as beauties though they were not in fact particularly beautiful. They were simply the daughters of wealthy families...
One always has a better book in one's mind than one can manage to get onto paper.
This love of theirs, with its reassuring domesticity and its easy silences, its permanence, has yoked Sally directly to the machinery of mortality itself. Now there is a loss beyond imagining.
The point of sex is... Sex doesn't have a point.
The lives great artists live and the books they write are two very different things.
She's had a long life. Now she's going to the Lord. Frankly it creeps me out a little when you say things like that, Simon said. It shouldn't. If you don't like 'Lord,' pick another word. She's going...
She is not a writer at all, really; she is merely a gifted eccentric.
Mizzy has wandered into the garden. Carole looks contemplatively at him, says, Lovely boy.My wife's insanely younger brother. He's one of those kids with too much potential, if you know what I mean.I...
I've been just wondering lately, if this is, you know, it. An apartment and a steady job and some people to love. What more could I want?
I was not ladylike, nor was I manly. I was something else altogether. There were so many different ways to be beautiful.
Here is what unsayable about us: Jonathan and I are members of a team so old nobody else could join even if we wanted them to. What binds us is stronger than sex. It is stronger than love. We're relat...
He insists on a version of you that is funnier, stranger, more eccentric and prfound thatn you suspect yourself to be--capable of doing more good and more harm in the world than you've ever imagined--...
He could see himself selling himself as a compelling mutation, a young god, proud to the point of sexy arrogance of his anatomical deviation: ninety percent thriving muscled man-flesh and ten percent...
Така се прави. Създаваш си бъдеще от това, с което разполагаш в момента.
You have failed in the most base and human of ways--you have not imagined the lives of others.
You grow weary of being treated as the enemy simply because you are not young anymore; because you dress unexceptionally.
What she wants to say has to do not only with joy but with the penetrating, constant fear that is joy's other half.