Anticipation! It occurred to him that his anticipation was more pleasant to him than the experiencing.
An inarticulate anxiety, a desire to know, know anything, for certain, had jammed itself in her throat so for a moment she felt she could hardly breathe. Do you think, do you think, it began. Do you t...
A música vivia, mas o mundo estava morto. E a canção morreria um dia, pensou, mas como voltaria o mundo à vida? Como voltaria o seu sal?
Thinking no more about it, he stepped off into that cool space, that fast descent to her, with nothing in his mind but a memory of a curve of her shoulder, naked, as he had never seen it.
Kick me out, she thought. What was in or out? How did one kick out an emotion?
Just what did happen to a corpse under water for four, five years, even three? the tarpaulin or canvas would rot, perhaps more than half of it would disappear; the stones would likely have fallen out,...
January was a two-faced month, jangling like jester’s bells, crackling like snow crust, pure as any beginning, grim as an old man, mysteriously familiar yet unknown, like a word one can almost but not...
It was the pointless actions, the meaningless chores that seemed to keep her from doing what she wanted to do, might have done – and here it was the complicated procedures with moneybags, coat checkin...
I think there’s a definite reason for every friendship just as there’s a reason why certain atoms unite and others don’t—certain missing factors in one, or certain present factors in the other
He loved possessions, not masses of them, but a select few that he did not part with. They gave a man self-respect. Not ostentation but quality, and the love that cherished the quality. Possessions re...
Carol wanted her with her, and whatever happened they would meet it without running. How was it possible to be afraid and in love, Therese thought. The two things did not go together. How was it possi...
But love and hate, he thought now, good and evil, lived side by side in the human heart, and not merely in differing proportions in one man and the next, but all good and all evil. One had merely to l...
And she did not have to ask if this were right, no one had to tell her, because this could not have been more right or perfect.
That night, talking over the road map about their route tomorrow, talking as matter-of-factly as a couple of strangers, Therese thought surely tonight would not be like last night. But when they kisse...
I feel I stand in a desert with my hands outstretched, and you are raining down upon me.
Dusk was falling quickly. It was just after 7 P.M., and the month was October.
Do you like her'''Of course!' What a question! Like asking her if she believe in God.
She had the kind of face that must be seen in action to be attractive.
She envied him. She envied him his faith there would always be a place, a home, a job, someone else for him. She envied him that attitude.
Don't you want to forget it, if it's past?I don't know. I don't know just how you mean that.I mean, are you sorry?No. Would I do the same thing again? Yes.Do you mean with somebody else, or with her?W...