But, outside of being a sweet little girl, she was awfully dumb and capable of doing horrible things.
I was a man of the earth, precisely as I had dreamed I would be.
I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.
We lay on our backs looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when he made life so sad and disinclined.
My shoes are clean from walking in the rain.
Some of my most neurotically fierce bitterness is the result of realizing how untrue people have become.