And, after all, isn’t that what life is all about, the ability to go around back and come up inside other people’s heads to look out at the damned fool miracle and say: oh, so that’s how you see it!?...
And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn’t crying for him at all, but for all the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again, he would never carve another piece of wood or help us...
And we lived in a world that was evil. A world that was like a great black ship pulling away from the shore of sanity and civilization, roaring its black horn in the night, taking two billion people w...
And the uncles, the aunts, the cousins, the nieces, the nephews, that lived in those walls, the gibbering pack of tree apes that said nothing, nothing, nothing and said it loud, loud, loud.
And just holding her hand would be good. Can you understand that? Do you know that holding someone's hand can be `the' thing? Such a thing that your hands move while not moving. You can remember a thi...
And he remembered thinking then that if she died, he was certain he wouldn't cry. For it would be the dying of an unknown, a street face, a newspaper image, and it was suddenly so very wrong that he b...
Ama biz arkadaşız, dedi Douglas çaresizce. Her zaman öyle kalacağız, dedi John.
Ah, art! Ah, life! The pendulum swinging back and forth, from complex to simple, again to complex. From romantic to realistic, back to romantic.
Until they stood at last by a crumbling wall, looking up and up and still farther up at the great tombyard top of the old house. For that's what it seemed. The high mountain peak of the mansion was li...
But that is the wonderful thing about man; he never gets so discouraged or disgusted that he gives up doing it all over again, because he knows very well it is important and worth the doing.
Мъртвите хора са като восъчен спомен - вземаш ги в представите си, започваш да ги моделираш: тук поопънеш нещо, там посплескаш, изтегляш тялото по-дълго, оформяш и размачкваш, извайваш и накрая се пол...
Are you afraid?-No. Not even for the children. I always thought I would be frightened to death, but I'm not.-Where's that spirit of self-preservation the scientists talk about so much?-I don't know. Y...
Por sorte, esquisitos como ela são raros. Sabemos como podar a maioria deles quando ainda são brotos, no começo. Não se pode construir uma casa sem pregos e madeira. Se você não quiser que se construa...
Къде в Ирландия един мъж може да легне с жена?Той остави фразата да попие.- Триста двайсет и девет дни в проклетата година вали дъжд. През останалото време е толкова мокро, че няма нито едно местенце,...
Искам да кажа – продължи той, като махна на Рики за още кафе и я изчака да напълни чашите, - че на земята няма мъж, момче или старец, които по едно или друго време да не са копнели за друг мъж. Прав л...
Сякаш някои издърпа запушалка и всичката сива морска вода се устреми с рев надолу през обувките ми – почувствах как тъгата ми изчезва.
Есть преступления хуже, чем сжигать книги.Например - не читать их.
It’s not so much bad or good as strange and outré, Finn, and words like rococo, I should guess, and baroque if you go with my drift?
But most of all, she said, I like to watch people. Sometimes I ride the subway all dayand look at them and listen to them. I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they're g...
— Трябва да се научиш как да не се вкопчваш, преди да се научиш как да придобиваш. Животът трябва да бъде докосван, а не удушаван. Трябва да се отпуснеш, понякога да оставяш нещата да се случват, а др...