[He] made a little whimpering noise that meant everything she wanted it to mean.

Oops, I thought. Oops is an all-purpose word standing for every bit of profanity, blasphemy, and pornographic and scatological execration I could think of.

She didn't sound glad. It irritated him a little. Hurt his feelings. But instead of going off to nurse his wounds, he merely noticed his emotions as if he were…

As a matter of fact, Rice Krispies are favored by solitary people.

But even as they were brought closer together by the details of daily life, she was separated from him by a growing sense of inward detachment. Charles' conver…

It lay buried here. It lay deep inside me. It's so deep I don't think that I can speak about it. It could take me all of my life, But it would only take a mome…

The peculiar foreign superstition that the English do not like love, the evidence being that they do not talk about it.