Going insane would be worse than dying. At least death is clear and final
When you’ve crawled through the darkness, the light is so much more glorious.
Some people are worth the world
As the sweaty, alcohol fuming bodies press in on me from all directions I decide that my ideal of a good time is reading a good novel, alone
It’s almost as if all the sleazy men in this country attended the same seminar, where they learned that all American women go to Italy to sleep with them. The teacher at the seminar told them, “You don’t need to learn English to seduce an Ameri...
