| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8ca99fc | His fish smells fishier than the others- he is sure of it. Perhaps he has been poisoned. | Lorrie Moore | ||
| d245333 | There were about thirty-five people, all of them middle-aged, with the academic's strange mixed expression of merriment and weariness. "A cross between flirtation and a fender bender," Martin had described it once." | Lorrie Moore | ||
| b543248 | There was sex where you were looked in the eye and beautiful things were said to you, and then there was what Ira used to think of as yoo-hoo sex: where the other person seemed spirited away, not quite there, their pleasure mysterious and crazy and only accidentally involving you. "Yoo-hoo?" was what his grandmother always called before entering a house where she knew someone but not well enough to know whether they were actually home." | Lorrie Moore | ||
| 15b66a2 | By about the sixth week the smallness of the class, and whatever makeshift intimacy had sprung up there, became suddenly oppressive to me... suddenly I wanted the anonymity of a large class, where class members did not really have faces and names and problems. In six weeks with Susan, Lodeme, Betty, Valerie, Ellen, Frances, Pat, Marie, Bridget, and Barney, (...) brought to the stubborn limits of our knowability, we were now left with the ja.. | Lorrie Moore |