We're living longer, we social network alone with our screens, and our depth of feeling gets shallower. Soon it'll be nothing but a tide pool, then a thimble of water, then a micro drop.
Marisha PesslTag: micro-drop
His characters are ravaged, beaten. They walk through infernos and emerge charred doves.
Marisha PesslTag: character
Just when you think you've hit rock bottom, you realize you're standing on another trapdoor.
Marisha PesslTag: trapdoor
As much as some people would like to believe, for their own peace of mind, that the appearance of evil in this world had a clean cause, the truth was never that simple.
Marisha PesslTag: evil
What you tend to find in the personal lives of brilliant men is devastation akin to a nuclear bomb going off.
Marisha PesslTag: nuclear
Because every one of us has our box, a dark chamber stowing the thing that lanced our heart. It contains what you do everything for, strive for, wound everything around you.
Marisha PesslTag: dark-chamber-of-the-heart
...they're weak, petty, so apathetic about this gift of life as if it were all a mere Pepsi commercial.
Marisha PesslTag: gift-of-life
You journalists bulldoze life's mysteries, ignorant of what you're so ruthlessly turning up.
Marisha PesslTag: journalists
Most people ended up, after only a couple of months, far, far away from where they'd intended to go, stuck in some barbed underbrush of a quagmire when they'd meant to head straight to the ocean.
Marisha PesslTag: quagmire
There was quantum mechanics, string theory, and then there was the most mind-bending frontier of the natural world, women.
Marisha PesslTag: women
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