Maybe every couple lived in the gaps between conversations, unable to say the important things for fear they had already been said, or couldn't be said; maybe every relationship started over every time two people came together.
Jess WalterIf a police officer arrests a mime, does he need to tell him he has the right to remain silent.
Jess WalterMots clés humor
If London was an alien city, Edinburgh was another planet
Jess WalterHe thought it might be the most intimate thing possible, to fall asleep next to someone in the afternoon.
Jess WalterWhat business does memory have with time?
Jess WalterMots clés time memory beautiful-ruins
To pitch here is to live. People pitch their kids into good schools, pitch offers on houses they can’t afford, and when they’re caught in the arms of the wrong person, pitch unlikely explanations. Hospitals pitch birthing centers, daycares pitch love, high schools pitch success . . . car dealerships pitch luxury, counselors self-esteem, masseuses happy endings, cemeteries eternal rest . . . It’s endless, the pitching—endless, exhilarating, soul-sucking, and as unrelenting as death. As ordinary as morning sprinklers.
Jess WalterSometimes what we want to do and what we must do are not the same. Pasquo, the smaller the space between your desire and what is right, the happier you will be.
Jess WalterLife, he thought, is a blatant act of imagination.
Jess WalterMots clés imagination life
It was odd and intimate, their hands connected, their heads in different rooms. They could talk. They could hold hands. But they couldn't see each other's faces.
Jess WalterMots clés love
There are only two good outcomes for a quest like this, the hope of the serendipitous savant — sail for Asia and stumble on America — and the hope of scarecrows and tin men: that you find out you had the thing you sought all along.
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