Showing posts with label Straus and Giroux. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Straus and Giroux. Show all posts

 

"Today, romantic relationships are often aspired to by women primarily because of the promise of  emotional reciprocity and closeness they promise." 

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Love in Exile by Shon Faye

 

"My favorite dancer was a girl named Harmony. She liked to bake and brought us gluten-free treats in Tupperware containers. Harmony wants us thick! we cried, mouths full of coffee cake. Though she'd been dancing forever, she wasn't part of any clique. She had a wide, dimpled ass and, I swear to God, the most beautiful pussy I've ever seen. I kept looking, discreetly, for someone to rival her, but none held a candle to our Harmony's."

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Soft Core by Brittany Newell

 

"When I write, I necessarily write about the past, about something which, at least while I am writing, is behind me. As usual when engaged in literary work, I am alienated from myself and transformed into an object, a remembering and formulating machine."

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A Sorrow Beyond Dreams by Peter Handke

 

"What if all this passion is out of proportion to its subject/An average beauty, magnified to deific, demonic/stature by the fury of intellect,/a flat-faced girl with slanted eyes and a narrow/waist and a country lilt to her voice/that she should infect your day to the very marrow,/to hate the common light and its simple joys?/Where does this sickness come from, because it is/sickness"

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White Egrets by Derek Walcott

 

"The painting is titled The Anatomy Lessons of Dr. Nicolas Tulp...the presiding Dr. Tulp, with immense composure and dignity, has peeled back the skin on the arm of the corpse, revealing its muscle, tendons, and bone. A ring of men, all in black coats and white starched collars, stand on the periphery and dissolve into shadows; several of them lean far into the light, their faces transfixed by the body displayed before them."

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Linguaphile: A Life of Language Love by Julie Sedivy

 

"Leslie and I got past compatibility, to that place where you surprise yourself with how badly you want to stay in that liminal pocket together, how desperate and unattractive you're willing to be to experience uncompromised joy."

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Early Work by Andrew Martin

 

"...he wrote in a verse letter, 'be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail'..."

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Super-Infinite: The Transformations of John Donne by Katherine Rundell

 

"Men in general don't know how to live: they have no true familiarity with life, and never feel entirely at ease in it, so they pursue different projects, more or less ambitious and more or less grandiose—generally speaking, of course, they fail and reach the conclusion that they would have been better off just living, but as a rule by that point it's too late."

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Serotonin by Michel Houellebecq

 

"'That's a nice way to come into a room,' she said in a rather loud voice. 'You might at least take off your hat and say good evening.' 'Good evening,' Cheri said in surly tones. The sound of his voice seemed to astonish him. He looked all round less like an angry animal, and a sort of smile drifted from his eyes down to his mouth as he a repeated a gentler 'Good evening.' 

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Chéri and The Last of Chéri by Colette

 

"I don't care about being safe, he said, I don't care if I get sick, why should I be special, and I wondered what feeling he was speaking from, whether it was joy or defiance or despair, I wanted to know where one ended and the others began. I wanted to argue with him, but I didn't argue, what would have been the use, and anyway to argue with him would have been to lay claim to him somehow, to violate his ethics of claimlessness. Because it was an ethics, I thought as I lay with him, it was more coherent than my own life, with its alternating precaution and risk..."

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Cleanness by Garth Greenwelll

 

"The point is that family structures and gender roles don't exist in or emerge from a vacuum. Instead they come from a complex interplay of ostensibly unrelated factors, most of which are sparked or at least accelerated by technological change. We make the machines, once again, and then they make us."

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Work Mate Marry Love: How Machines Shape Our Human Destiny by Debora L. Spar

"None of the careful self-presentation in the OKCupid profiles ever revealed what I would discover within several minutes of meeting a person: that I never seemed to want to have sex with anybody I met online."

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Future Sex by Emily Witt

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