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like a grain of sand in his eye.
hating him for being such a nothing.
the smell of weakness made him furious.
and it wasn’t that he had the power to destroy them that made him angry at them but the clever way they destroyed him. The way their wretchedness oppressed him, accused him.
People confuse a glazed look with a vacant look. A vacant look belongs to a brain that has no thoughts in it. A glazed look
belongs to a brain with thoughts in it that are located behind a dark, glassy surface.
his babylike cheekbones were so prominent that the bristles looked pasted on,
the trembling of the lips beneath the mustache made it look like a mistake.
As if sleep were a common enemy that had to be defeated.
the humiliation of sleep.
enshrouding the village like a blanket.
Though she was here, her dreams were still there, and sometimes they were both there and here, and sometimes in a completely different place. Every
man dies and seems to have left nothing behind, but he has in fact left his wife a chair and a river view, and when you think about it, that is no small thing at all.
sand
smooth. The wind brought it here, and the wind would take it away from here, and that was fine because the sand did not remember. The sand didn’t know where it had been yeste...
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But if we don’t miss something, what do we actually have? If we are defined by what we have, then your situation is very bad, but if we are defined by what we’ve lost, then congratulations, you’re at the top of the list. And if missing something is like a bite, like skin infected by a parasite that has penetrated it, why does she scratch it so passionately, the smell of garbage and the smell of food, the smell of the earth and the smell of Asum? She walked faster. Went into the trailer and lay down on the mattress. Stop it. Stop it. But they kept coming, the smells. And so did the tastes, the
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in drugs, and we have a constant
Their skin was covered with lesions.
But their freedom was undisputed:
he had never thought for a moment
that she could.
to know. That night, Eitan spoke
He knew that she was beautiful, and he knew that if he were to see her in the street, he would not give her a second glance.
Their lives were spread out in front of her so she could fold them, and she was deeply involved in every single item. The stain on Yaheli’s pants from
She had divided up her life like this so many times,
In the precipices of everyday life, there was
She wasn’t a religious person in any way. But she had sacred rituals of her own.
Kept a balanced account of guilt and desire, emotional economics that had no flare-ups and no overdrafts.
for a moment, it really did make a difference to you what the people around you were feeling,
People saw her without seeing her.
as if a person’s glance, like his whistle, could continue even when the person was no longer here.
her eyes were like his. Without pupils. Two dark stains, and stairs.
Not because he wanted to see her differently but because she had the power to force him to.
But she was allowed to want. At least to want.
He didn’t realize that it was the submission that was so seductive to him. Because her velvety skin was nothing compared with the intoxicating feeling of being controlled by someone else.
Ronit, leaving you with two dimples
and a pointy chin.
deflection.
fear was an uninvited guest, definitely not a permanent resident.
an obsequious I am here—do what you want with me.
Hers were the only eyes that persisted in asserting: I am here—do what I want.
a white man.
black woman.
filched any
the humiliation of the attraction itself, the reason for it was humiliating, the truth of that desire. And the truth was that she owed everything she had to this man and his SUV.
Sadness always waited for her at the far edge of her orgasm. One minute, all was sweetness, and the next, everything was spoiled.
“because words you don’t say give you constipation.”
you talk too much, you use up all your words and have to be silent for the rest of your life.
He preferred to keep himself to himself.
the rats of doubt
