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“Never let a man stay the night, she told me. Dawn has a way of casting a pall on any night magic.”
“...and I thought, there was no God, there was only what you wanted.”
“I hated labels anyway. People didnt fit in slotsprostitute, housewife, saintlike sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.”
“That was the thing about words, they were clear and specific--chair, eye, stone--but when you talked about feelings, words were too stiff, they were this and not that, they couldn't include all the...”
“I thought clay must feel happy in the good potter's hand.”
“I almost said, youre not broken, youre just going through something. But I couldnt. She knew. There was something terribly wrong with her, all the way inside. She was like a big diamond with a dead...”
“I wanted to tell her not to entertain despair like this. Despair wasn't a guest, you didn't play its favourite music, find it a comfortable chair. Despair was the enemy.”
“You must find a boy your own age. Someone mild and beautiful to be your lover. Someone who will tremble for your touch, offer you a marguerite by its long stem with his eyes lowered. Someone whose ...”
“I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.”
“She laughed so easily when she was happy. But also when she was sad.”
“Loneliness ia a human condition”
“Never let a man stay the night. Dawn has a way of casting a pall on any night magic.”
“I imagined the lies the valedictorian was telling them right now. About the exciting future that lies ahead. I wish she'd tell them the truth: Half of you have gone as far in life as you're ever go...”
“Love humiliates you, hatred cradles you.”
“don't sulk. you're acting just like a man.”
“Men... No matter how unappealing, each of them imagines he is somehow worthy.”
“Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind. ”
“I gazed up as if I hadn't heard, but what I was thinking was, tellme more about the pretty girls. I was embarrassed for wanting it, itwas base, what did pretty matter? I had thought that so many ti...”
“Nobody had forgotten anything here. In Berlin, you had to wrestle with the past, you had to build on the ruins, inside them. It wasn't like America where we scraped the earth clean, thinking we cou...”
“Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory to secure you, console you. The past is a bore. What matters is only oneself and what one cr...”
