She regretted the explanation immediately, but that was because she always regretted everything. And then, after the regret had flared and burned out, she didn't care. He should know, she thought. She...
Seeing as he wasn’t very bright, I was pretty sure that he was going to be good at fighting.
One of the reasons I wanted to write this column, I think, is because I assumed that the cultural highlight of my month would arrive in book form, and that’s true, for probably eleven months of the ye...
Oh, it was a complicated business, loving art. It involved a lot more ill will than one might have suspected.
Ma mentre trovavo loro una casa nella sezione saggistica d’arte e letteratura (personalmente trovo che agli scopi domestici il sistema di archiviazione Trivial Pursuit funzioni meglio del Dewey), d’un...
Love, it turns out, is as undemocratic as money, so it accumulates around people who have plenty of it already: the sane, the healthy, the lovable.
Ken didn't die for your benefit, you know. It's like everyone's a supporting actor in the flm of your life story. Of course. Isn't that how it works for everybody?
It was almost as if he had been given a glimpse of what it was like to be human. It wasn't too bad, really; he wouldn't even mind being human on full-time basis
In Victorian London they used to burn phosphorus at seances in an attempt to see ghosts, and I suspect that the pop-music equivalent is our obsession with B-sides and alternate versions and unreleased...
If you’ve found the right person, you’ve found the right person, it doesn’t matter how old you are.
I was thinking about you. About how you have to be fairly tough in your head to do what you do.What? For a moment Will was completely bewildered. Tough in your head, Do what you do… These were not phr...
I took her outside on to a little roof terrace that looked like it never got the sun at nay time of the day r year, but there was a picnic table and a grill out there anyway. Those little grills are e...
I have measured out my life in Arsenal fixtures, and any event of any significance has a footballing shadow.
I can live this life. I can. I can. It's a spark I want to cherish, a splutter of life in the flat battery; but just at the wrong moment I catch a glimpse at the night sky..., and I can see that there...
How had I managed to edit all this out in the intervening years? How had I managed to turn her into the answer to all the world’s problems?
He was hoping that when this was all over, his spiritual overdraft would have been paid off, and he’d be allowed to use the cash machine again.
Dialogue in the works of autobiography is quite naturally viewed with some suspicion. How on earth can the writer remember verbatim conversations that happened fifteen, twenty, fifty years ago? But 'A...
And if you never go anywhere or do anything, life is cheap.
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Только история вынесет приговор - станет ли мисс Фуртадо большим художником, и хотя я подозреваю, что вряд ли она решительно изменила мой взгляд на мир, я думаю это не так важно: я всегда буду ей приз...