Like most children, theirs was a relation based on verbs, not nouns.
Like many academics, Howard was innocent of the world. He could identify thirty different ideological trends in the social sciences, but did not really know what a software engineer was.
It’s a question of what love gives you the right to do.
It's still easier to find the correct Hoover bag than to find one pure person, one pure faith, on the globe.
In a flood the water goes everywhere, you don't have to think about it. In a drought, if you want water, you have to direct it carefully along each inch of its path.
He didn't get depressed, but he managed this not by looking away but by looking closely, attending to each logical step in any particular problem, so that the problem itself filled all available menta...
Happiness is not an absolute value. It is a state of comparison.
Deal with the drops when you can see the ocean. Another
But why do they always have to be laughing and making a song-and-dance about everything? I cannot believe homosexuality is that much fun. Heterosexuality certainly is not.
But I could see she wanted to talk, that her pat phrases were like lids dancing on top of bubbling cooking pots, and all I had to do was sit patiently and wait for her to boil over.
And even before he said it, he wondered why he had to, why he felt so malevolent this evening.
Early on, for better or worse, I chose whose child I wanted to be: the child of the novel. Almost everything else was subjugated to this ruling passion, reading stories. As a consequence, I can barely...
I want to stay still and to keep moving. I want this life and another.
[..] as midnight inevitably came and went without the horsemen of the apocalypse making an appearance, Clara surprised herself by falling into a melancholy.For ridding oneself of faith is like boiling...
['L]ook, of course I know you and your family have beliefs,' began Howard uneasily, as if 'beliefs' were a kind of condition, like oral herpes.
Those are my bougainvillea—I got Victoria to plant them today, but I don;t know if they will survive. But Right now they have the appearance of survival, which is almost the same thing.
This is what I understood by it: that for Astaire the person in the film was not especially connected with him.
They were married before they were friends, which is another way of saying:Their marriage was the occasion of their friendship.They were married before they noticed many small differences in backgroun...
There is a breed of Tuesday in January in which time creeps and no light comes and the air is full of water and nobody really loves anybody
The happy ending is never universal. Someone is always left behind.