Without the balancing setting of everyday life all you have is the news, and news by its nature is generally bad.
Great care was taken at all times to protect me from reality. They'd met people like me before. They knew how little reality we can take.
Race. Land. Ownership. Faith. Theft. Blood. And more blood. And more. And
I cannot believe homosexuality is that much fun. Heterosexuality certainly is not.
She was someone who lived in her own dreamscape, who presumed that everyone around her was at all times feeling exactly as she was.
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
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...
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...
We did not desire or dread the boys in themselves, we only desired and dreaded being wanted or not being wanted.
For ridding oneself of faith is like boiling seawater to retrieve the salt--something is gained but something is lost.
He asked questions, he was interested and interesting, he rarely spoke of himself. He had a calm voice for the worst accidents and emergencies.
She noticed the most important thing of all, which is the dance lesson within the performance.
Progress is never permanent, will always be threatened, must be redoubled, restated and reimagined if it is to survive.
Millat was half sure that he was possibly maybe going to do something or not that would be correct and very silly and fine and un-good.
The fate of the young man in his headphones, who faced a jail cell that very night, did not seem such a world away from his own predicament: an anniversary party full of academics.
I think Seneca is right: life feels longer the more you engage with it.
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...
Ryan is indispensable. There
Like most children, theirs was a relation based on verbs, not nouns.
A sort of child, someone to be treated with kid gloves and presented with reality by degrees.
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