She loved him, even though it was so hard to love anybody else after loving my dad. I think I knew this before she did.
She hasn't lost anything she loved enough to hate the idea of God.
Her tears still lay, unattended, on my bosom... I wouldn't wipe them, for she might stop paying me visits.
If you die, angel, it means I'm already dead.
His heart beating too fast. He had always known he had no chance at finding a woman of his own, one who might be able to love him, to live with him, and in the blink of an eye that had turned around....
You're my phantom limb, Mouse. I keep looking for you. I forget. I feel stupid, Mouse. Haunt me, find me, come back from wherever you are. Be with me.
You do know, right, that between the no-longer and the still-to-come you are being continually tattooed, inked with the skulls of everyone you've ever loved—the you & the you & the you & the...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
