He asked questions, he was interested and interesting, he rarely spoke of himself. He had a calm voice for the worst accidents and emergencies.
For ridding oneself of faith is like boiling seawater to retrieve the salt--something is gained but something is lost.
Don't you think they're as bored as you are? You think you're somebody special? You think I wake up everyday so happy to see you? You're a snob, just in the other way. Do you think you are the only on...
But I haven’t described Dream City. I’ll try to. It is a place of many voices, where the unified singular self is an illusion. Naturally, Obama was born there. So was I. When your personal multiplicit...
Archie’s marriage felt like buying a pair of shoes, taking them home and finding they don’t fit. For the sake of appearances, he put up with them
A referendum magnifies the worst aspects of an already imperfect system—democracy—channeling a dazzlingly wide variety of issues through a very narrow gate. It has
She wore her sexuality with an older woman's ease, and not like an awkward purse, never knowing how to hold it, where to hang it, or when to just put it down.
The feeling I had of moving into somebody else’s broken ambition.
A sort of child, someone to be treated with kid gloves and presented with reality by degrees.
You don't know you're born.You don't. You don't know you're born
This was one of the little ways in which he said sorry. They were meant to add up each day.
Some writers are the kind of solo violinists who need complete silence to tune their instruments. Others want to hear every member of the orchestra—they’ll take a cue from a clarinet, from an oboe, ev...
Poverty is not just a headline, my love, it’s a lived reality, on the ground—and education is at the heart of it. I
It’s a question of what love gives you the right to do.
In a whisper he began begging for—and, as the sun set, received—the concession people always beg for: a little more time.
If religion is the opiate of the people, tradition is an even more sinister analgesic, simply because it rarely appears sinister.
Did you know this is how other families are?...What a peaceful existence. What a joy their lives must be. They open a door and all they've got behind it is a bathroom or living room. Just neutral spac...
There were good and bad kinds of weakness in men, and she had come to the conclusion that the key was to know which kind you were dealing with.
Then you begin to give up the very idea of belonging. Suddenly this thing, this belonging,it seems like some long, dirty lie ... and I begin to believe that birthplaces are accidents, that everything...
Not long ago I sat down to dinner with an American woman who told me how disappointed she had been to finally read Middlemarch and find that it was Just this long, whiny, trawling search for a man! Th...