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Memoryexpand_moreI cared less about the potential payoff than I did about being right.
It’s not clear that Hemingway completely knew what he was doing.
Until now the man had not really lived, but simply existed, to be sure.
Loved this little portal to my past so much that I went looking for others.
Darla has come to the monument to fight against her mind.
Lust was just a frenzy of activity that had mostly led Benny in circles.
Jennifer Egan’s A Visit From the Goon Squad wins Pulitzer Prize.
The dead and alive who we will never see again but in dream or memory.
I found myself wondering what her life had been in her widowhood.
I could become something new. Improved. Like detergent.
Hands that have waved farewell, sooner or later I will see them again.
You know how good she has always been at hiding herself.
After days of torture in secret prisons, they were about to let him go.
El Presidente was no longer in a mood to see the American press.
At straight-up noon, the honeymoon was ruined, one day in.
Pinned to the wall, it looks uncannily its own language, trick of the camera.
I’ve sinned. Cannot be saved. He was a child. Surely he went to heaven.
The dark creatures are still, yet they give life to the whole mountain.
These are notes that please the great heart of man.
Living as the last artist in Manhattan: it’s the ultimate test of commitment.
The house of our relationship is a fort. Blanket fort. Tree fort.
The sense of power that flights of temper evoke will betray you.
It was on a mid-June morning that the stranger first called.
Chocolate promises a happy ending. I believed in that promise.
This is not deception. This is a subtle way of conditioning.
I am eleven years old and too young to die, but I am dying nonetheless.
I am eleven years old and too young to die, but I am dying nonetheless.
Any society that fails to protect its children is in terminal decline.
We want to revisit what life was like before technology infected us.