I prayed for the city to be cleared of people, for the gift of being alone-a-l-o-n-e: which is the one New York prayer that rarely gets lost or delayed in channels, and in no time at all everything I touched turned to solid loneliness.
I prayed for the city to be cleared of people, for the gift of being alone-a-l-o-n-e: which is the one New York prayer that rarely gets lost or delayed in channels, and in no time at all everything I touched turned to solid loneliness.
Listen, if you're not going to be a nun or something, you might as well laugh.
Poets are always taking the weather so personally. They're always sticking their emotions in things that have no emotions.
She was a girl who for a ringing phone dropped exactly nothing. She looked as if her phone had been ringing continually ever since she had reached puberty.
She wrote to him fairly regularly, from a paradise of triple exclamation points and inaccurate observations.
The fact is always obvious much too late, but the most singular difference between happiness and joy is that happiness is a solid and joy a liquid.
Their voices were melodious and unsentimental, almost to the point where a somewhat more denominational man than myself might, without straining, have experienced levitation.
They love their reasons for loving us almost as much as they love us, and most of the time more. It's not so good, that way.
Why do we have to get up at five? The war's over, for God's sake.
You take a really sleepy man, Esmé, and he always stands a chance of again becoming a man with all his fac-with all his f-a-c-u-l-t-i-e-s intact.
Each of his phrases was rather like a little ancient island, inundated by a miniature sea of whiskey.
Her joke of a name aside, her general unprettiness aside, she was, in terms of permanently memorable, immoderately perceptive, small-area faces, a stunning and final girl.
How that name comes up. Mixing memory and desire
I mean it's very hard to meditate and live a spiritual life in America. People think you're a freak if you try to.
I mean they don't seem able to love us just the way we are. They don't seem able to love us unless they can keep changing us a little bit. They love their reasons for loving us almost as much as they love us, and most of the time more.
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