La paranoia perfetta è perfetta consapevolezza.
E' una bambina che è stata punita per la sua innocente superbia, una bambina che ha commesso l'errore di pensare di essere grande quando era piccola, di contare quando non valeva niente, di essere circondata dall'affetto del mondo quando in realtà ...
Horace, like all dogs, heard dead-voices quite often, and sometimes saw their owners.
There's no room for anything but joy and fear, and joy ruled the house. Fear lived in the shack out back!
I guess a sock is also a geometric shape—technically—but I don't know what you'd call it. A socktagon?
Murder is like potato chips: you can't stop with just one.
Close your eyes and click your heals three times...because there's no place like Dome.
She can't help it,' he said. 'She's got the soul of a poet and the emotional makeup of a junkyard dog.
Never give a good politician time to pray.
His kid brother had been smart enough to make something of himself in the big world; Ollie himself might have been smart enough to stay ahead of the bank loans and the credit cards, but not much more.
Gli trasmettevano un senso profondo di odio, forse perché erano così alieni da pregiudicare in lui qualsiasi percezione reale della loro sostanza.
He was in that mostly empty-headed state of grace which is sometimes such fertile soil ; it's the ground from which our brightest dreams and biggest ideas (both good and spectacularly bad) suddenly burst forth, often full-blown.
