He remembered Alejandra and the sadness he'd first seen in the slope of her shoulders which he'd presumed to understand and of which he knew nothing and he felt a loneliness he'd not known since he was a child and he felt wholly alien to the world al...
John Grady looked at the table. The paper cat stepped thin and slant among the shapes of cats thereon. He looked up again. Yessir, he said. Just me and him.
There was someone there and they had been there. There was no one there. There was someone there and they had been there and they had not left but there was no one there.
I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I'd always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it was always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals came easily.
Long before morning I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I'd always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it is always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals come easily.
In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments. Those whom life does not cure death will. The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and reality, even where we will not. Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting. I'v...
He tried to read her heart in her handclasp but he knew nothing.
He stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activites in the square and he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.
By the time I was sixteen I had read many books and I had become a freethinker.
There is no forgiveness. For women. A man may lose his honor and regain it again. But a woman cannot. She cannot.
Ah, they said. Qué bueno. And after and for a long time to come he'd have reason to evoke the recollection of those smiles and to reflect upon the good will which provoked them for it had power to protect and to confer honor and to strengthen resolv...
The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.
When I was in school I studied biology. I learned that in making their experiments scientists will take some group--bacteria, mice, people--and subject that group to certain conditions. They compare the results with a second group which has not been ...
I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.
Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.
I dont know what happens to country.
Finally he said that among men there was no such communion as among horses and the notion that men can be understood at all was probably an illusion.
