We do not, after all, deal in truths, only potentialities. Too much truth can be worse than death, and last longer.
To sit in the empty stands of a Florida ball park and hear the sounds of glove leather and chatter;
I'm a verb, Frank. Verbs don't answer questions.
Things happen when people are not where they belong, and the world moves forward and back by that principle.
She said that it was a mistake to have made as few superficial friends as I have done in my life, and to have concentrated only on the few things I have concentrated on--her, for one. My children, for...
Most things dopn't stay the way they are very long.
Men are a strange breed.
First, I'll tell about the robbery our parents committed. Then about the murders, which happened later.
With imagination, you can put something where nothing was.
He needed me to do what sons do for their fathers: bear witness that they’re substantial, that they’re not hollow, not ringing absences. That they count for something when little else seems to.
It was as if they'd discovered something that had once been there but had gotten hidden or misunderstood or forgotten over time, and they were charmed by it once more, and by one another. Which seems...
I'm intrigued by how ordinary behavior exists so close beside its opposite.
He was like my father. They each wanted me to be their audience, to hear the things they needed to express.
For a time after my divorce everything began to seem profoundly ironic to me. I found myself thinking of other peoples' worries as sources of amusement and private derision which I thought about at ni...
Happiness for me is getting to write about the most important things I know.
She ordered a martini and encouraged me to, but said she couldn't drink it with her medication. She just liked seeing it in front of her, like the old days, all set to do its little magic.
My parents...were people running from the past, who didn't look back at much if they could help it, and whose whole life always lay somewhere in the offing.
It's hard to go through life without killing someone.
I know you can dream your way through an otherwise fine life, and never wake up, which is what I almost did.
That life can't be escaped and must be faced entirely.