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laying
lying
Objects lay
People lie
The sound of the water was a reminder that rivers never stopped, wind never ceased, and despite this horror or the next, no matter who died or when, the sun would always rise and set.
…the sun would always rise and set.
Until the sun burns out or goes supernova.
Art, her art, was life and emotion, the air in her lungs, her every breath. It was alive, and it was hers, and no one could take it away.
Me too.
“Family, huh? Can’t live with them—” Joie chuckled. “Can’t strangle them for the insurance money.”
But there was more to living than surviving. Clocks continued to tick even though they didn’t keep accurate time. Sometimes people walked, talked, breathed, and ate and could still be gone.
Everybody lied about something, even to themselves.
Foster had long ago adopted the old standard of trust but verify.
City workers, cops, routinely swept the homeless up and along so that the city wouldn’t look bad to visitors who didn’t know its failings. Out of sight, out of mind, the unfortunates, the troubled, as vexing to those in high places as the rats that shimmied through their sewer pipes.
A shameful way to treat people who are already in a bad situation.
An artist. Of course. The creative mind was truly a marvel. To have in one’s nature and in one’s very bones the conjurer’s art of transformation, the ability to cobble beauty from nothing or turn light to dark or the reverse.
As an artist myself, I love this description.
Riverwalk listening
Riverwalk, listening
“A world without art or creativity or beauty isn’t a world I could live in.”
It was as though he’d stepped out of another era and staunchly refused to update himself to this one.
I’ve noticed this happens with many people. High school or college was the best time of their lives. They are only interested in things as they were during their favorite time, and have little interest, or depreciate, new things.
“Her
She
She was a consolation prize.
“She was a consolation prize.” When I hear this, I hear that the emphasis should be on “She,” not “was.”
