Đồ vật, những vật vô tri, có thể diễn đạt tình cảm của con người.
You can’t punish someone for a lack of affection, can you? You can’t force a child to love you just because he’s your child.
But back then, at thirty-five, thirty-eight, forty, I walked around with a feeling that my life had never truly belonged to me, that I had never truly inhabited myself, that i had never been real. And...
When you live in the city, you learn to take nothing for granted. Close your eyes for a moment, turn around to look at something else, and the thing that was before you is suddenly gone. Nothing lasts...
When she was three, I sent her to day care for a coupleof hours every morning. After a few weeks, the teachercalled me and said that she was worried about Lucy. When itwas time for the children to hav...
The pictures do not lie, but neither do they tell the whole story. They are merely a record of time passing, the outward evidence.
Something happens, Blue thinks, and then it goes on happening forever. It can never be changed, can never be otherwise.
One of the odd things about being himself ... was that there seemed to be several of him, that he wasn't just one person but a collection of contradictory selves, and each time he was with a different...
One day there is life . . . and then, suddenly, it happens there is death
Nothing lasts, you see, not even the thoughts inside you. And you musn'twaste your time looking for them. Once a thing is gone, that is the end of it.
Non ricorda più l'ultima volta che è riuscita a dormire per sei ore piene, sei ore ininterrotte senza svegliarsi da un brutto sogno o scoprire che i suoi occhi si erano aperti all'alba, e sa che quest...
No one can ever amount to anything in this life without someone else to believe in him.
It's June second, he told himself. Try to remember that. This is New York, and tomorrow will be June third. If all goes well, the following day will be the fourth. But nothing is certain.
In the good mystery there is nothing wasted, no sentence, no word that is not significant. And even if it is not significant, it has the potential to be so - which amounts to the same thing. The world...
Imagine knowing that you're good at something, so good that the world would be in awe of you if they could see your work, and then keeping yourself a secret from the world.
If you look into someone's face long enough, eventually you're going to feel that you're looking at yourself.
At that point, Noriko finally breaks down and begins to cry sobbing into her hands as the floodgates open - this young woman who has suffered in silence for so long, this good woman who refuse to beli...
نعم ، هناك أشياء كثيرة أشعر بالخجل منها . أحياناً لا تبدو لي حياتي أكثر منسلسلة من الندامات ، والانعطافات الخاطئة ، والأخطاء التي لا ُتغتفر . هذه هي
كلما إعتقدت أنك تعرف جواب السؤال , تكتشف أن السؤال لا معنى له
Knowing now that the job of writing was as much about removing words as adding them,