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I rang the bell and she opened the door, dried her hands, and said heartily: 'Hello, stranger. I was just saying to Cliff only tonight, it's about time you showed up around here.' I wanted to detach him from her, but first I had to sit through about ...

Baker's Dozen: 13 Short Mystery Novels

But she was weak... weak somehow. It was as if she was sending out radio signals which only he could receive. You could point to certain things--how much she smoked (but he had almost cured her of that), the restless way her eyes moved, never quite m...

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As we parted at the Natural History Museum in London, I asked Richard Fortey how science ensures that when one person goes there's someone ready to take his place. He chuckled rather heartily at my naiveté. 'I'm afraid it's not as if we have substit...

A Short History of Nearly Everything

Here, her hand in mine was the one reality that severed us from the cold click-clack of Hell. I rubbed her hand and she sighed; wasn’t that meaning? Wasn’t that something we could cling to? I could be with this other. I could form no other relati...

A Short Stay in Hell

4. Men's novels are about how to get power. Killing and so on, or winning and so on. So are women's novels, though the method is different. In men's novels, getting the woman or woman goes along with getting the power. It's a perk, not a means. In wo...

Murder in the Dark: Short Fictions and Prose Poems

Ami leaned into his side and inhaled the fresh scent of man. “Uh, no. Sometimes my biological clock threatens to explode like a ticking bomb, that’s all. Rachel is so lucky. Nat is a doll. Doug adores them. Don’t mind me, I’m just wishing my ...

Lumberjack in Love

The girl and Doctor Reefy began their courtship on a summer afternoon. He was forty-five then and already he had begun the practice of filling his pockets with the scraps of paper that became hard balls and were thrown away. The habit had been formed...

Short Shorts

I can talk for a long time only when it's about something boring.

The Collected Stories of Lydia Davis

She and Marie were Montreal girls, not trained to accompany heroes, or to hold out for dreams, but just to be patient.

Collected Stories of Mavis Gallant

God made man because he loves to hear stories, Alessandro said. That's a good story, huh?

In the City of Shy Hunters

Anyone who has physically incarnated on the Earth is energetically connected to the people they love, and to the Earth, indefinitely...

Conduit: A Love Story Before During and After Life

Since governments take the right of death over their people, it is not astonishing if the people should sometimes take the right of death over governments." [ ]

Collected Stories of Guy De Maupassant

There was a story etched in each wrinkle on his forehead-the stories any long life can amass but that only a lonely life locks forever.

Chronicles of Urban Nomads

I believe stories have a will of their own, one that surpasses in volition that of their teller. In realms of Storytelling, stories control their bearers, and eventually, their hearers as well.

The Cashmere Scarf

[Mary] says her memories Will help those of us Newly come to our Lord’s mercy, To live in His light.

Daystar Rising: A Story of the First Christmas

The worst thing that colonialism did was to cloud our view of our past.

Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance

I was raised to face any challenge.

Devil at My Heels: A Heroic Olympian's Astonishing Story of Survival as a Japanese POW in World War II

God knew my needs and took care accordingly.

Devil at My Heels: A Heroic Olympian's Astonishing Story of Survival as a Japanese POW in World War II

It was all in His hands now - as it had always been.

Devil at My Heels: A Heroic Olympian's Astonishing Story of Survival as a Japanese POW in World War II

What glitters may not be gold; and even wolves may smile; and fools will be led by promises to their deaths.

Delirium Stories: Hana, Annabel, and Raven

It was an intensely lonely moment, like all of eighth grade condensed into one claustrophobic second.

Dirty Laundry: Stories About Family Secrets