There is a common emotion we all recognize and have not yet named -- the happy anticipation of being able to feel contempt.
We can only learn so much and live.
Typhoid and swans - it all comes from the same place.
It's hard to have anything isn't it? Rare to get it, hard to keep it. This is a damn slippery planet.
He was numb except for dreading the loss of numbness.
He sees very clearly - he damn sure sees through me. It's hard to accept that someone can understand you without wishing you well. At Starling's age it hadn't happened to her much.