Teachers of subjects that this person wasn't even good at are kissing this person and renouncing the very subjects they taught. Math teachers are saying that math was just a funny way of saying I love...
She was a very beautiful person who was missing something very ugly. Her winnings were the absence of something, and this quality hung around her.
Morning had gotten lost on the way home. We would lie this way forever, always saying goodbye, never parting.
Many of the people there were in their twenties and thirties, and I wondered if they were Blanca or the friends of Blanca..There were also people in their forties, fifties, sixties, and seventies, and...
I went to work the next day out of curiosity, as people return to their villages after the war to see what is left.
I was actually writhing in heartache, as if I were a single muscle whose purpose was to mourn.
I always had to resist the urge to go to him like a wife, as if we’d already been a couple for a hundred thousand lifetimes.
Have you ever wanted something very badly and then gotten it? Then you know that winning is many things, but it is never the thing you thought it would be.
By now everyone must have realized that this person is not coming back to the picnic. Everyone was wrong; this person is not who they thought this person was. This person plunges underwater and moves...
But it had another layer to it, because imitating crass people was kind of liberating—like pretending to be a child or a crazy person. It was something you could do only with someone you really truste...
A teenage Filipino boy walked up to the car and just stood there, the way people do when disaster strikes.
You seem incredibly faraway to me, like someone on the other side of a lake. A dot so small that it isn’t male or female or young or old; it is just smiling.
When she saw my messy desk, she said she was the same way, and there was no dust on the TV, and I was easy to love. People just need a little help because they are so used to not loving. It's like sco...
What an amazing thing to be asked. Right now, tucked into the warmth of my car with this unanswerable question before me—this might have been my favorite moment of all the lifetimes.
Well,I have a theory that men don't actually cry less than women,they just do it differently. Since we never saw our fathers cry,we are forced to invent our own unique method.
We were excited about getting jobs; we hardly went anywhere without filling out an application. But once we were hired - as furniture sanders - we could not believe this was really what people did all...
We learned to be discreet. It helped that nobody really cares about anyone but themselves anyway.
We grew still and stared at each other. It seemed incredibly dangerous to look into each other’s eyes, but we were doing it. For how long can you behold another person? Before you have to think of you...
Then one night I woke at three A.M. certain he was rotting like a chicken carcass. Only as I lowered him into the sink did I realize this was a crazy time to wash a baby and I began to cry because he...
The subtitle of the book was Keeping Love and Intimacy Alive in Committed Relationships. I was working through it, word by word. So far I had done Keeping and was just starting on Love. I worried that...