Did anyone ever hear of an intelligent fantasy?

...Though it seemed trivial, now, to describe a place as if what is was, was what I could see of it.

They're fathers second, Jimmy said. They're men first.

The world is wonderful, she said. All its little things. It is wonderful.

There was nothing between the man and me - - nothing, not even liking. But because of the memory of some wholeness, or the hope of some regeneration, I would have dropped whatever I'd planned, just to...

I did believe, from my experience of life and of looking at the world, that men hated women.

I tried not to think about it. But every so often it would burst out of me - why did he do something so unkind? What had I done to deserve it? I did believe, from my experience of life and of looking...

But this upland pass was the right place for remembering how, when I was young, I learned to feel for the harshness underneath every soft appearance.

What makes a woman into a doormat? What makes her see some quite ordinary other person as a looming Goliath? And are not these relationships such an outrage to reality that they cannot last a...

But you know, there's one simple thing I see absolutely clearly, now that I am so very old.I looked at her. The Albert Einstein hairstyle, and the bright black eyes and the sharp nose. That pallor on...

Permanence, I once copied down from a magazine, is what we all want when we can love and can be loved; change is what we want when we cannot.

...time is the third party to every relationship.

Lovers are allowed to be as cruel as anything to the one who dissappoints them.

...when I was young, I learned to feel for the harshness under every soft appearance.

Do the thing that's less passive. Do the active thing. There's more of the human in that.

..though silence must add intensity to your intimate moments, it must also shrivel your soul to lie beside someone who doesn't talk to you.

The wait is long, my dream of you does not end.