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To use an expression from back then, his charisma was serious.
All adult pain seemed gigantic to me.
Still others marry their problems rather than another person.
He had a carny’s eye for our mass,
I experienced no fear of being overmatched or overwhelmed, but I suffered instead the vague, humiliating sense of being subjected.
Like nearly all film actors I’d ever met, there was something outsized about the features of each woman.
Because I could now name this feeling I’d been suffering, one that had dogged me of late, during our vacation and afterward, but that I recognized from all the way back to the fire. It had been so omnipresent it was more like an atmosphere—one that, having been made aware of it, I could neither unsee nor unfeel, and its name was loneliness.
I could feel the entire outline of my body, toes to fingers, soles to shoulders. The exact width of my smile.
like being her boyfriend’s understudy;
“you still believe you can love things out of people. Or love them into your life.”
How rare it is, Shel found himself thinking, to simply like someone. To know, in their company, that you would never be bored.
It felt wicked, before and during—this velocity—though afterward it made me terribly sad.
ticking of my spokes, which made me feel self-contained
