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It's often said that a traumatic experience early in life marks a person forever, pulls her out of line, saying, Stay there. Don't move.
Thinking back, we decided the girls had been trying to talk to us all along, to elicit our help, but we had been to infatuated to see it.
But, like anyone in love, Madeleine believed that her own relationship was different from every other relationship, immune from typical problems.
It was painful, but sometimes you must have these painful moments where you tear yourself away from something that isn't working.
My mother pictured a daughter as a counterinsurgent: a fellow lover of lapdogs, a seconder of proposals to attend the Ice Capades. In
That was when I realized a shocking thing. I couldn't become a man without becoming The Man. Even if I didn't want to.
I was engrossed with the book, I was having difficulties with it, and I just didn't notice the years were going by.
Whatever happened now would become the truth, that whatever he seemed to be would become what he was - already an American, in other words.
In Detroit, in July of 1967, what happened was no less than a guerrilla uprising.
The Second American Revolution.
The Second American Revolution.
Some cities have fallen into ruin and some are built upon ruins but others contain their own ruins while still growing.
The Statue of Liberty's gender changed nothing. It was the same here as anywhere: men and their wars.
It's then I smell smoke. "You even smoke while you brush your teeth?"
She looks at me sideways. "Menthol", she says.
She looks at me sideways. "Menthol", she says.
This is my country,' Lefty said, and to prove it, he did a very American thing: he reached under the counter and produced a pistol.
This was a characteroloical prelude, but it wasn't chemical or somatic. It was the anatomy of melancholy, not the anatomy of his brain.
We couldn't imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins, the emptiness and the calm.
When you stood between somebody you loved and death, it was hard to be awake and it was hard to sleep.
I did what any loving, loyal daughter would have done who had been raised on a diet of Hercules movies.
Little by little he'd change; he'd get older; everything he felt now would fade into memory and then into nothing.
She could become a spinster, like Emily Dickinson, writing poems full of dashes and brilliance, and never gaining weight.
Lefty and Desdemona's cousin, Sourmelina, had gone to America and was living now in a place called Detroit. Built
Semiotic was the form Zipperstein's midlife crisis had taken... Instead of buying sports car, he'd bought deconstrution.
My change from girl to boy was far less dramatic than the distance anybody travels from infancy to adulthood.
Mr. Lisbon had the feeling that he didn't know who she was, that children were only strangers you agreed to live with.
Just like ice, lives crack, too. Personalities. Identities. Jimmy Zizmo, crouching over the Packard's wheel has already changed past understanding.
Virgin suicide
What was that she cried?
No use in stayin'
On this holocaust ride
She gave me her cherry
She's my virgin suicide
What was that she cried?
No use in stayin'
On this holocaust ride
She gave me her cherry
She's my virgin suicide
When we asked him to sum up his impression of the girls' emotional state at that point, he said, Buffeted but not broken.
We realized that the version of the world they rendered for us was not the world they really believed in ...
A line from Barthes she remembered: Every lover is mad, we are told. But can we imagine a madman in love?
It might not even be that great to marry your ideal. Probably, once you attained your ideal, you got bored and wanted another.
By cutting off my hair I was punishing myself for loving someone so much. I was trying to be stronger.
One of the reasons I like Barthes more than other writers of that ilk is because he had a literary quality.
Basically what we have here is a dreamer. Somebody out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she'd fly
A few years ago in Chicago, I rented an office, and I went there every day. For the most part I do work at home in an ugly room.
I'd like to show how 'intimations of mortality brought on by aging family members' connects with 'the hatred of mirrors that begins in middle age.
Her head appears to be on fire but that is only a trick of the light. It was June 13, eighty-three degrees out, under sunny skies.
Gathered in the folding chairs of the meeting room, they made a diverse group with the drug-addicted, a perfect democracy of collapse.