There is something about finding the balance to one’s nature – perhaps a culture that flourishes is a culture that has found a similar balance among its people.
The impulse to touch her and all the life in her was something I had to check regularly.
I felt in some ways we’d had some sort of sex, sex of the mind, sex of ideas, sex of words, hundreds and thousands of words…
Is it always that way with men, that first burst of love or sex the thing that binds you? Do you always have to harken back to those first weeks when just the way he walked across a room made you want to take off all your clothes?
You don’t struggle with these questions?””No. But I’ve always thought my opinion was the right one. It’s a small flaw I have.””An American flaw.
Go. Go to your beautiful dances, your beautiful ceremonies. And we will bury our dead.
You don’t realise how language actually interferes with communication until you don’t have it, how it gets in the way like an overdominant sense.
Sometimes you just find a culture that breaks your heart,” she said finally.
He smelled of cigarettes and whiskey, the smell of Cambridge and youth.
Surely it is more civilized to kill one man every few months, hold up his head for all to behold, say his name, and return home for a feast than to slaughter nameless millions.
I’ve always thought of writing as sort of active communication.