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Because of school, Jade had stopped feeling like a dutiful part of the household like the furnace or the hoe. She both shrank and expanded with knowledge, and was startled by her own, hazy discontent.
Until then, Jade had supposed that attractive women and girls had greater sensual appetites, and she now saw that this was not necessarily true.
Perhaps this was why her mother had warned against the corruptive power of education—even without any man in sight, language itself seduced her. She fluttered with the knowledge that certain words in a certain order could rearrange her on the inside, like moving furniture.
Even worse, she was not even naturally curious: the books she liked best didn’t teach her something new, they talked of things that she al- ready understood just in a more beautiful way.
THE SECRET TO DANI´S SUCCESS WAS THAT SHE LIKED NOT JUST TO BE busy, but to have projects to which she could apply her considerable mental and physical abilities.
He was intoxicated by that distinct and palmy pleasure, the consciousness of one’s own seductive power, which in so many people’s lives is the closest thing to love that they experience.
It is always excruciating to discover that one’s distinct connections, who ought to belong firmly and chastely in separate spheres of one’s life, are somehow acquainted, and perhaps more intimately than one would like.
It’s strange how you showed up at that moment, because I was thinking about you. I didn’t even know how you could help but you just came into my head.” He wanted to tell her that she was inside his head all the time, that she could very well be living there like it was her house, but a sudden wave of shyness stopped him.
What I am is just faster than anyone else and I know how to use my opponent’s own power and weight against him and most importantly I am not afraid of sticking things into people if they get in my way.
He had the gift of talking to two women with equal attention and flirting without implication.
Instead of people, Ito liked beautiful objects, ideas, and the empty space between things and ideas. He would have been perfectly happy to slip inside that white void and breathe in the cool, fresh air for the rest of his life.
Death was such a small price to pay for life.
