Why should I shatter your wonderful fantasy with my boring reality? ~ Evie Snow

People are always talking about it being their duty to find their way to their fellow men - to their neighbour, as they are forever saying with all the baseness of false sentiment - when in fact it is...

Right. So what I don't understand is why everyone is mad at me, instead of realizing that I am the one who has been wronged here. Not a single person has come up to me and said, "I'm really sorry this...

Some people are like "the great wall of china", you can't reach them.

One can be deeply influenced by people to whom one is utterly hostile

To stand in true relations with men in a false age is worth a fit of insanity, is it not?

Now I'm told that this is life, that pain is just a simple compromise so we can get what we want out of it. Would someone care to classify a broken heart and some twisted minds so I can find someone...

Nothin' baby. You just get close too quickly because you've got a big heart and you want a big love.

Respect is tendered with pleasure only where it is not exacted.

I had felt the shot coming; I hadn't realized the bow was loaded with this very quarrel, perfectly calibrated to hit him hardest. What part of me had been studying him, stockpiling knowledge as...

Losing your co - remember meant losing the memory itself.

He wanted to paddle her himself, then shake her, then sit her down in a chair and explain to her why she must never, ever get herself in a situation where she could be shot at again - and then throw...

Love, and you shall be loved.

Luckily Sumac has extra Rakhi in her pocket and hands them out to anyone who wants one, because really, who cares so long as the threads get tied.

She'd been imagining for the last fifteen or more years that if you disappeared, if you abandoned a wife and child, you did so for a better life: more happiness, more sex, more money, more of whatever...

The passion of being forever with one's fellows, and the fear of being left for a few hours alone, is to me wholly incomprehensible.

Gifts were dangerous things, she thought. Sometimes one succeeded only in taking far more than one gave.

Her legs started to tremble and together they went down to the rug. Angie lay spread before him like an impossible offering and every thought, every memory, every consideration dissolved and there was...

I don't like people. They fuck me up.

I guess he had listened to more beefs and more problems from more people than any of us. A guy that'll really listen to you, listen and care about what you're saying, is something rare.

In that moment, feeling my isolation in a way I never had before, I thought about calling her. But I didn't want to hear the fear and disappointment in her voice. I didn't want to deal with her...

It's good to see your friends happy, isn't it? How would I know? I have no friends. People basically suck and all friends will screw you over in the end. Take my word for it. Then why am I here? Hell...

Eating together is an occasion that humans have made into a peacemaking ritual;

Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.

A man didn't specialize in mathematics because he had a rare talent for human relationships.

If poor doomed Olly's a Radio 4 play, what am I? You, Hugo, she kisses my earlobe, are a sordid, low-budget French film. The sort you'd stumble across on TV at night. You know you'll regret it in the...

Perhaps,

You're getting too emotional.

I'm sorry about the screaming. I thought you were him.

showing his gratitude.