The cause of whose tears... could not be found in the traces on her cheeks. ...even as he knew the source of her tears was endless. bottomless and endless and not to be found in their traces. p.194
I don't believe that intelligence can be reduced to a number, frankly. But I can see how doing exactly that produces a useful sorting mechanism in our society in order to separate children into catego...
Lovers offered only what they offered and nothing more, and what they offered came with provisos.
La Mazière had met with El Extraño at a chicken-dinner-and-cockfight joint near the Havana airport, a place that proved even more vulgar than the concept had sounded.
Να γοητεύεσαι σημαίνει να θέλεις κάτι και συνάμα να ξέρεις, κάπου μέσα σου, όχι σε κάποιο εμφανές σημείο, ότι δεν πρόκειται να το αποκτήσεις.
Change was such an elusive thing. A man could say every day that he wanted to change his life, was going to change it, and every day the lament became merely a part of the life he was already living,...
The woman senses that time is more purely hers if she squanders it and keeps it empty, holds it, feels it pass by, and resists filling it with anything that might put some too-useful dent in its open,...
Haberlerin özelliği bunların hiçbir zaman sizin başınıza gelmemesidir.
When the police came to San Lorenzo they were fired upon by children and grandmothers with rocks, buckets of water, rotten eggs. There was more of the proletarian shopping, as it was called, that I’d...
I was in an acute case of the present tense. P.30
What happens between bodies during an insurrection is more interesting than the insurrection itself.
Was one of those. If you follow their rules, they make more rules. You have to fight people or you end up with nothing.
When I was little, skiing in the Sierras, I felt that I was drawing on the mountain’s face, making big sweeping graceful lines. That was how I had started to draw, I’d told Sandro, as a little girl, f...
I should get one of those T-shirts that says ORGASM DONOR, he said.
Before she was lost to the Tenderloin, north of Fascination, up in the boisterous and dirty hotels that formed the pearls on the chain of her bare life, barer even than mine.
By caring just that much less than whatever you ante as indifference.
To show you the uselessness of the truth, he said.
They toasted Gordon’s departure. To my rustication, Gordon said. Isn’t that when they boot you from Oxford? They just send you down to the country for a while.
All the talk of regret. They make you form your life around one thing, the thing you did, and you have to grow yourself from what cannot be undone: they want you to make something from nothing. They m...
Sometimes what other people want is wantable, briefly, before dissolving in the face of your own wants.
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