Talk:Brief Lives
«There at the New Yorker» (conclusion)
The world had changed, and the New Yorker with it; but now the New Yorker was only a part of the world, instead of being slightly apart from it. ¶
«Air Boat Operator»
Mr. Osbourne he liked to drink blood. Just pour a little whiskey in it and drink it down. It makes you feel good. So I got to be sort of a blood drinker myself. There ain’t nothing wrong with it. It makes you feel good, calms you down. I like that deer blood.
«At the MOMa»
¶ Malcolm looked into eyes that seemed at once feral and friendly—rather, he thought later, like America itself. ¶
«Government Girl»
You can spend a decade waiting for a moment, and the moment would be nothing without the decade. That’s what’s so unfair. That you can’t seize the moment without wasting the decade. At least I couldn’t. At least I didn’t.
[...] the decade is wasted, even if the moment is seized. Chiefly through fear. That’s the chief time waster for those like us. We wait until life is over before we venture from the shell. When the tumult’s over, we peep out, to discover that indeed it is over. ¶
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