"The real shit {that was Mo’s mantra} is pigeons, not their shit. Divorce is when you take away what you no longer need from those you no longer love."

So why'd you part ways with this Dickie Orr person?" Lula asked. "He's a jerk." "Good enough for me," she said. "I hate him already."

All war is fratricide, and there is therefore an infinite chain of blame that winds its circuitous route back and forth across the path and under the feet of every people and every nation, so that a...

You cannot find someone who does not want to be found.

No, he is not tactful, yet have you ever noticed that there are people who do things which are most indelicate, and yet, at the same time, beautiful?

It's so easy that when you begin you can't stop. You just go on and on doing it always.

There is a force of persuasion in the scent, stronger than that of words, glances, feelings, and will. It cannot be rejected, it penetrates our lungs like the air we breathe, it overflows within us,...

Perhaps thee will best understand what Abigail is like if I tell thee that when she quilts she prefers to stitch in the ditch, hiding her poor stitches in the seams between the blocks.

Handle with care - everything - even the predators.

How quickly compassion invades noble hearts!

Well it is said that neither love nor power Admit a rival, even for an hour.

"... I hid myself between two leaves of sorrel, and there discharged the necessities of nature."

Odd things happen in a battle, and the human heart has strange and gruesome depths and the human brain still stranger shallows;

And now leave me in peace for a bit! I don't want to answer a string of questions while I am eating. I want to think!

There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights...

I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal.

The fiercest anger of all, the most incurable, Is that which rages in the place of dearest love.

That of dealing death, of loosing another man's soul and sending it down to hell. You want to savor it, to twist the blade deeper and pull the man's heart and guts out upon the iron point of your...

He was wondering if there was some cryptic, cultish mark on his door that told all the crazy people he'd have trouble saying no.

Their eyes were dark and hard and glowing, with no fear in them, no kindness and no guilt.

I want to sleep with you. Now, tonight, and at any time you may care to call me. I want your naked body, your skin, your mouth, your hands... -I want you like an animal... or a whore.

It was a punishing whim on my part, a nasty, selfish twist of the knife.

he's always been moody. Even when he was a baby he was like a cat. All snuggly one second and then the next, he'd be looking at you like he had no idea who you were.

He exuded ambiguities she decided, that was his fascination. His mouth spoke; his eyes said something other: his smile belied everything... He played with the language of the Circle of Days like a...

He has tried to end his life twice. Once Archie brought him back. Now I have done the same. We have interfered in what doesn't concern us. He belongs to himself and is at his own disposal. Or else...

You know, when I was in Paris, seeing Linter for the first time, I was standing at the top of some steps in the courtyard where Linter's place was, and I looked across it and there was a little notice...

{...} she understood that nothing is less obvious in a man than that which seems unquestionable.

Truly amazing, what people can get used to, as long as there are a few compensations.

Particularly nauseous were the blank expressionless faces of people in trains and omnibuses; they seemed no more my fellow-creatures than dead bodies would be, so that I did not dare to travel unless...

Oh, people get used to so many things," said Vadesh, "if only they give them selves a chance.