You know,’ Amlis went on, ‘Some water fell out of the sky not so long ago.’ His voice was a little higher than usual, vulnerable with awe. ‘It just fell out of the sky. In little droplets, thousands o...
Sugar understood the permanence of being Sugar or Lotty or Lucy or whoever you might be, trapped on a square of card to be shown at will to strangers. Whatever violations she routinely submits to in t...
— Большинство истин довольно банальны на самом деле. Но мы усложняем их из чистого стеснения. Простые истины покрыты одеждой сложности. Единственный смысл лингвистической одежды в том, чтобы люди не у...
Peter... She let her head fall back against the seat and sighed. Let’s not go there.That’s what people always say about places where they already are.
God damn God and all His horrible filthy Creation.
As he drove on, the sense that they were not on the same page –that they needed different things at this crucial time –entered the car like a discomfiting presence. He’d thought –he’d felt –that yeste...
Anyway, when sophisticated technology fails, primitive technology steps in to do the job.
Proof, once again, that reality was not objective, but always waiting to be reshaped and redefined by one's attitude.
Reality was not objective, but always waiting to be reshaped and redefined by one’s attitude. Of
Todo arte nuevo, para ser auténtico, necesita en cierta medida una... comadrona artística.
Sunlight is bad,' he wheezes. 'It's the exact same stuff as breeds maggots in wounded soldiers' legs. And when there's no war on, it fades wallpaper.
Reinhold Niebuhr,
Peter was struck by the scar’s essential nature: it was not a disfigurement, it was a miracle. All the scars ever suffered by anyone in the whole of human history were not suffering but triumph: trium...
Participating in Society in not a thing one can do naturally; one has to rehearse for it.
Nothing happened, and time stubbornly refused to pass.
Needs could not bully her.
Forgive me, Lord, for the smallness and selfishness of my mind. Amen.
Era un hombre de muchos planes, pero de poco fruto.
Can’t you see that? Everybody’s sentimental, everybody.
But to be chemically fixed in time and passed hand to hand forever: that is a nakedness which can never be clothed again.