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If a man was lucky, he was moving toward something his whole life.
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Another thing Tim was fond of saying was when a house falls down, the first termite to bite into it is just as much to blame as the last. Joe didn't get that one--the first termite would be long fucking dead by the time the last termite got his teeth into the wood. Wouldn't he? Every time Tim made the analogy, Joe resolved to look into termite life expectancy, but then he'd forget to do it until the next time Tim brought it up, usually when..
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You think the whole electrical system is fried?" Chuck said, "Good possibility." "That would mean fences." Chuck picked up an apple as it floated onto his foot. He went into a windup and kicked his leg and fired it into the wall. "Stee-rike one!" He turned to Teddy. "That would mean fences, yes." --
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It's like I'm in a beautiful library but none of the books have titles.
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Por supuesto. --Echo un trago--. El mundo es violento, Patrick. La gente disfruta matando. Porque... --Les da poder --dijo Oscar. --Exactamente --reconocio Devin--. Tiene que haber algo en ello que te hace sentir la hostia de bien. Todo ese poder... --Se encogio de hombros--. Pero ?para que te explicamos esto si tu ya lo sabes?
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An entire tree swept past the door, upside down, its roots sprouting upward like horns. "You see that?" "Yeah. It's gonna wake up in the middle of the ocean, say, 'Wait a second. This isn't right.' "'I'm supposed to be over there.' "'Took me years to get that hill looking the way I wanted it."
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Don't forget--Charlie Chaplin too, my friend." "I'd do an imitation, but I don't know what he sounds like." "Hey, not bad, boss. You can open for me in the Catskills."
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I do have my dark days. I suppose everyone does. The difference is that most people don't kill their husbands with an axe.
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for a moment, distant. "It's what you do," Teddy said softly. "Sure," Chuck said eventually, his face still flushed. The dock appeared as"
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There's a bar around the corner. Lemme buy you a drink before the war.
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Another long pull of the sawteeth across the pink folds of his brain, and Teddy had to bite down against a scream and he heard Rachel's screams in there too with the fire and he saw her looking into his eyes and felt her breath on his lips and felt her face in his hands as his thumbs caressed her temples and that fucking saw went back and forth through his head-- don'ttakethosefuckingpills
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I open up--" Cawley again: "Using your keys, correct, Mr. Ganton?" Ganton nodded at Cawley, looked back at his knees. "I use my keys, yeah, 'cause the door's locked."
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Cawley probably wasn't used to questions that continued after he'd shown displeasure with them, so they gave him a minute to catch his breath.
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Win for me. Win for my kids. Win for my marriage so I can carry your winning back to the car with me and sit in the glow of it with my family as we drive back toward our otherwise winless lives.
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Men who believe that the way to the mind is not by way of ice picks through the brain or large dosages of dangerous medicine but through an honest reckoning of the self.
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happy
honesty
hope
life
love
confess
recover
rigourous-honesty
heal
broken-hearted
pathetic
treatment
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delusion
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denial
wound
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It's an island, boss. They'll always find us." Teddy met Chuck's eyes and nodded. For the first time since they'd met, he could see fear in Chuck's eyes, his jaw trying to tighten against it."
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But as the years passed, he missed her more not less, and his need for her became a cut that would not scar over, would not stop leaking.
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In the shower he felt it coming again--that old wave of sadness, the one that felt ancient and had been with him since he could remember, an awareness that tragedy loomed somewhere in his future, tragedy as heavy as limestone blocks. As if an angel had told him his future while he was still in the womb, and Jimmy had emerged from the womb with the angel's words planted somewhere in his mind, but faded from his lips. Jimmy raised his eyes to..
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Everyone wants a quick fix. We're tired of being afraid, tired of being sad, tired of feeling overwhelmed, tired of feeling tired. We want the old days back, and we don't even remember them, and we want to push into the future, paradoxically, at top speed.
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He lay on his side, looking out at the sea. So blue at this time of day, so vibrant as the afternoon died around it. He lay there feeling the breeze on his face and the sea spreading out forever under the darkening sky and he felt so small, so utterly human, but it wasn't a debilitating feeling. It was an oddly proud one. To be a part of this. A speck, yes. But part of it, one with it. Breathing.
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SUN WAS in the room when he woke. He sat up and looked toward the bars, but the bars weren't there. Just a window, lower than it should have been until he realized he was up
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Inland Florida was not the Florida of blue ocean, white sand, and crushed-white-shell parking lots. It was a land sun bleached and sickened after too many droughts and wildfires.
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Or some guy
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If Donald Trump puked, Copley Place is probably what would hit the toilet.
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Es la tension --le explique--. La espera. --?Que quieres decir? --A veces parece peor que la simple confrontacion. Te parece que si pudieras hacer algo dejarias de sentirte como si trataras de desprenderte de tu propia piel. Asintio.
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It transformed and sharpened everything she saw, smelled, felt. She could hear the ping of water moving through the pipes and smell metal in the river and hear rodents scuttle along the foundation. Her flesh felt as if it had been freshly slathered over her body this morning. She bet if she tried to guess the thread count of these sheets she'd come close, and her blood raced through her veins like a train moving across a desert at night.
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organs softening. "Trooper," Friel said, "You know what I like even less than ten-year-old black boys getting shot by bullshit gang-war crossfire?" Sean knew the answer, but he didn't say anything. "Nineteen-year-old white girls getting murdered in my parks. People don't say 'Oh, the vagaries of economics' then. They don't feel a wistful sense of the tragic. They feel pissed and they want somebody to be led onto the six o'clock in shackles...
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Escuchamos a politicos que alientan nuestro odio y nuestros mezquinos puntos de vista y nos dicen que hay que volver a lo fundamental mientras toman el sol en sus casas de la playa escuchando el ruido de las olas que silencia los gritos de los ahogados. Nos dicen que es una cuestion racial y nos lo creemos. Al sistema le llaman <> y nosotros asentimos con la cabeza, encantados de habernos conocido. Culpamos de todo a los Socias,..
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La ciudad, dijo el locutor, estaba a la expectativa. La ciudad, nos aseguro el locutor, contenia la respiracion.
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She leaps into dark waters and then complains about the depth but blames me for the leaping")."
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Four in the morning, and she was more awake than she'd been in years. She was Christmas-morning-when-you're-eight kind of awake. Her blood was caffeine. Your whole life, you wished for something like this. You told yourself you didn't, but you did. To be involved in a drama. And not the drama of unpaid bills and minor, shrieking marital squabbles. No. This was real life, but bigger than real life. This was hyper-real. Her husband may have k..
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Kenzie... Me di la vuelta para mirar a Bolton. --Si usted y su socia no son ni civiles ni polis, ?que son? Me encogi de hombros. --Un par de idiotas que se creen mas duros de lo que realmente son.
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Me obligue a mantener la vista sobre esas imagenes, a no apartar los ojos de ellas; y muy pronto, la mirada se concentro en la foto numero veintiuno de la misma manera en que se veria monopolizada por una sola llamita en el extremo de una pantalla oscura. Lo supe de inmediato: esa era la foto que ya se habia abierto camino entre mis suenos y mis sombras hasta llegar a esa parte de la mente sobre la que no ejerzo el menor control. Seguiria v..
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Que me dice de...? --miro a Phil, luego a mi y despues aparto la vista. --?Si? --se intereso Barnett. --Bueno... creo que la bala estuvo dando vueltas por mis partes bajas y... --Sus organos reproductores no se han visto afectados, senorita Gennaro. --Oh --exclamo ella mientras me pillaba sonriendo y me lanzaba una mirada asesina--. No digas ni una puta palabra, Patrick.
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His father was gone. He was no longer a son. He was a man without history or expectation. A blank slate, beholden to none. He felt like a pilgrim who'd pushed off from the shore of a homeland he'd never see again, crossed a black sea under a black sky, and landed in the new world, which waited, unformed, as if it had always been waiting. For him. To give the country a name, to remake it in his image so it could espouse his values and export..
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they had become the people her parents worked for. But they were better versions. And her parents, hungry as they were, would have expected no less. You couldn't fight the Haves. The only thing you could do was become them to such a degree that they came to you for what they had not.
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A man is the stories he tells about himself, and most of those stories are lies. Never look too closely. If you uncover his lies, it'll humiliate you both. Best to just live with the bullshit.
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Todo pasa. Tarde o temprano.
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Me di cuenta de que intentaba convencerse a si mismo, de que trataba de reunir el valor necesario para atravesar esa puerta. Pero aun le faltaba mucho para poder hacerlo. --Es la tension --le explique--. La espera. --?Que quieres decir? --A veces parece peor que la simple confrontacion. Te parece que si pudieras hacer algo dejarias de sentirte como si trataras de desprenderte de tu propia piel. Asintio. --Pues si, asi es como me siento. --E..
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Me gustaria quedarme contigo, Patrick. ?Te parece bien? --Es la mejor oferta que he recibido este ano, Ange.
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El tema, escribio el, es el dolor. Cuanto acumulo, cuanto esquivo.
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Tuve la impresion de que el tal Rogin era de los que se meten a poli por el mismo motivo por el que otros se convierten en carceleros: para dar rienda suelta a su sadismo de una manera socialmente aceptable.
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Kenzie... Me di la vuelta para mirar a Bolton. --Si usted y su socia no son ni civiles ni polis, ?que son? Me encogi de hombros. --Un par de idiotas que se creen mas duros de lo que realmente son.
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We all believe lies that bring us more comfort than the truth.
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