The unthinkable occurred: two communist countries went to war with each other.
Then I lie down on the horse blanket and drift into a dream about Marlena that will probably cost me my soul.
When you are five, you know your age down to the month. Even in your twenties, you know how old you are. I'm twenty-three you say, or maybe twenty-seven. But then in your thirties, something strange starts to happen. It is a mere hiccup at first, an instant of hesitation. How old are you? Oh, I'm--you start confidently, but then you stop. You were going to say thirty-three, but you are not. You're thirty-five. And then you're bothered, because you wonder if this is the beginning of the end. It is, of course, but it's decades before you admit it.
Keeping up the appearance of having all your marbles is hard work, but important.
After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled.
Must protect my little pockets of happiness.
The sky the sky- same as it always was.
Everything I do, I want to take it to the farthest possible degree. I can't just do something the plain way. I don't cook a bowl of pasta; it has to be puff pastry swans.
Pride would be a lot easier to swallow if it didn't taste so bad.
The establishment clause was transformed from a shield for religion into a cover for the official sanctioning of religious tolerance.
Capitalism is war; socialism is peace.