Increasingly now, week by week, the normal, unconscious feedback of proprioception was being replaced by an equally unconscious feedback by vision, by visual automatism and reflexes increasingly...

Reason is always apparent to a discerning eye. But luck? It's invisible, erratic, angelic.

In the dim light of Twinkle's glow, their skin colors lost in a common gray, they seemed alike, brethren come from the same mold. Entreri approved of that perception, but Drizzt surely did not.

By the grace of this forgetting, we temporarily shelve our inherited ways of looking and see things as if for the first time

After I go out this door, I may only exist in the minds of all my acquaintances. I may be an orange peel.

My big trouble is, I always sort of think whoever I'm necking is a pretty intelligent person. It hasn't got a goddam thing to do with it, but I keep thinking it anyway.

I thought that if you have to play wrong to realize, then it's better if you never realize. Do you see, that's just how I am.

All its dimensions with their projected geometries are those of an unrealisable dream.

I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well-ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on...

A long fall. Dinah had ceased to even think in terms of up and down. The concept of falling had become meaningless to her.

you used to do that. If you hid your face, you thought we couldn't see you just because you couldn't see us.

Yah-da, yah-da, yah-da, yah-da, yah, carburetor, gear ratio, compression, yah-da-yah, piston, plugs, intake, yah-da-yah, on and on and on. That is the romantic face of the classic mode. Dull, awkward...

Songs are as sad as the listener.

No one else has access to the world you carry around within yourself; you are its custodian and entrance. No one else can see the world the way you see it. No one else can feel your life the way you...

I brought a picture with me that I had at home, of a girl in a swing with a castle and pretty blue bubbles in the background, to hang in my room, but that nurse here said the girl was naked from the...

But rock, of course, is many colors. The distinction is subtle, but it is not just one plain grey, that I can promise...I spent five hours one afternoon just staring at a rock trying to see into its...