Happy is he who causes a scandal
I peeled the skin off a grape in slippery little triangles, and I understood then that I would be undressing every item of food I could because my clothes would be staying on.
But I loved George in part because he believed me; because if I stood in a cold, plain room and yelled FIRE, he would walk over and ask me why.
When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
I want to be violated by insight.
I don't think so, I don't agree. The most unbearable thing I think by far, she said, is hope.
We're all getting too smart. Our brains are just getting bigger and bigger, and the world dries up and dies when there's too much thought and not enough heart.
Before a man can bind the enemy, he must know there is nothing binding him.
They talked so, with secret hearts, without needing words, talking of other things. . . They could have suddenly continued their confessions aloud, without ceasing to understand each other.
A belief is not true simply because it is useful.
In this age of media and Internet access, we are much more talkative than ever before.