Every night as I gazed up at the window I said to myself softly the word paralysis. It had always sounded strangely in my ears, like the word gnomon in the Euclid and the word simony in the Catechism. But now it sounded to me like the name of some maleficent and sinful being. It filled me with fear, and yet I longed to be nearer to it and to look upon its deadly work.

I think I would know Nora's fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women.

I had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words, and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

I laugh at it today, now that I have had all the good of it. Let the bridge blow up, provided I have got my troops across... Nonetheless, that book was a terri…

it's what people know about themselves inside, that makes them afraid.

My intellect tells me: 'Tell the truth at any cost.' The Little Man in me says: 'It is stupid to expose oneself to the little man, to put oneself at his mercy.…

Anxiety is an even better teacher than reality, for one an temporarily evade reality ... but anxiety is a source of education always present because one carrie…