The first time they'd docked at Peterskill there'd been a bunch of jerks waiting for them with signs that read WAKE UP, AMERICA: PETERSKILL DID!, and at Cold Spring a troop of big-armed women in what...
How could I forget? I'm her godmother.' Sasha knew Claire so well, knew she needed a moment now, some space to think, so she didn't press. But she was far from finished with the problem. 'Have you...
She was wearing some sort of fur hat pulled down to her eyes and a raccoon coat over a flesh-colored body stocking. And boots. Red, blue, yellow and orange frilled and spangled high-heeled cowgirl...
At that, Jeremias idly swung the war club to his shoulder, where the weight of the ball bowed it like the arm of a catapult. The door stood open still and the elemental scent of the land rose to his...
But it was on now, humming to life: a flicker, an adjustment of the dial, a new announcer, his voice shaken and hollow. Then the first image appeared, and it was devastating, the real world, the world...
For some strange reason, probably having to do with the moon shot, UFOs and the accoustic quality of the snow-laden air, her voice seemed to boom out across the water as if she were leading cheers...
He finished shaving by touch, still walking around the room, for he tried to see himself in the mirror as little as possible so he would not have to look into his own eyes.
fraction of a second, before asking
I didn't mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.
they were convicted of high treason and armed rebellion against the authority of the Crown {the brick constituting, for Stephanus' purposes, a potentially lethal weapon-lethal, in any case, to...
For weeks in advance of the date he would storm and rage and fulminate about the inequity of it all, and the old contumacious fire-breathing spirit arose like a phoenix from the ashes of his...
as isolated and alone as if I'd been abandoned on the Patagonian ice cap and left to fend for myself.
The enemy gate is down.
And music. What would a wedding be without it?
There are some people who hate for no reason at all. They just simply hate. They do not realize that their unjustified hatred inevitably turns inward to destroy them. Yes, it is self-destructive in...
You remind me of the babe.What babe?The babe with the power.What power?The power of voodoo.Who do?You do.
Nonsense," said Graff. "Ender always has plans within plans.
He had so much damn respect he wanted to scream.
To see someone you love, in a bad setting, is one of the great barometers of gratitude.
She was developing what Mom called a bit of a sarcastic streak.
She shakes the blues off then she tries her luck Makes a little bet, hopes her horse comes up Pickin' pockets for some easy money 'Cause she blew the goddamn lot on the National Lottery Alabama 3,...
she looked at her kids and felt the swell of pride she always did when she saw them en masse. When they were all happy in each other's company it made it all seem worthwhile.
Like our padded cell?" He poked the insulated walls. "It's like living in a vagina.
overnight. It had been
None of us could be happy for long, doing nothing.
Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own.
To complete the ensemble, he wore a jeweled rapier at his side, a floppy hat surmounted by a three-foot yellow plume, and so many silver and brass buckles he actually jingled like a sack of coins as...
The jukebox started up with the sound of shattering glass and rocks against the flanks of buses.
In Murakami's short story 'The Kidney-Shaped Stone That Moves Every Day,' the main character is a writer. In describing the act of writing to a tightrope walker, he says, 'What a writer is *supposed*...
His shirt, which seemed to be fashioned from a synthetic fabric composed of Handi-Wrap and styrofoam, featured a pair of bleeding eyeballs and a slick pink tongue that plunged into the depths of his...
Real life was not what everyone thought it was.
It seemed to him that a society in which the most common prescription drug was Valium was, by definition, a society with unsolved problems.
..."Charming people, when not actively shooting one another," a friend had once said, which was so unkind, but, like so many unkind comments, had a grain of truth in it. They shoot one another and had...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
if you don't understand something, you can't approximate it. You're really just guessing.
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
