Now, no one asks a more serious question than an eleven-year-old, and they deserve to be answered in kind, inasmuch as they are attentive to a painful degree, waiting for an answer rather than mentually concocting their next question ( Read more... )

So people were still off to see God, then, this morning. All of that was still happening. Alex smiled, weakly. He wished them well ( Read more... )

Dad told me later that he thought the two of them were "sweet" on eachother ( Read more... )

They had stopped here, west of Tokat, to catch themselves a Nazi ( Read more... )

.. the object of her passion was only an accessory to the passion itself, a passion that through its long suppression was now asserting itself with volcanic intensity ( Read more... )

maybe my mind should stop fixing things for its surroundings. maybe my personality doesn't need to be the ky to every situation. maybe it is as bad as i won't acknowledge. i wish my 19 year old self could shake me and overcome like it overcame all of it ( Read more... )

The hands resting on her lap had little softness anymore. They were hands to grip a mattress during sex, hands to spoon food into a baby's mouth, hands to sign contracts and run deep credit checks.

.. surrounded by women of all ages in their pastels and aggressively unerotic haridos.

Was it perhaps worth the price of the Black Death to know that Jupiter had moons? would a person trade The Illiad and The Odyssey for contentment and freedom from the flu? Make do without metal cookware and, with it, world history ( Read more... )

Inescapably immersed in a history made by people of his own sex, a man could never be as selfconscious as a woman: could never feel as much shame. Even a thoughtful man lacked a radical appreciation of how it was only luck, a pairing of X and Y, that had made his life straightforward. At some level he would always still believe that the ease of his ( Read more... )

.. if there was always at least one good guy waiting in full consciousness for the ground to shake hen there might never be another earthquake, so shy of the human consciousness are the random events of nature. (This is the fundamental axiom of superstition ( Read more... )