“In all marriages there is the imbalance: one who loves more than the other. One who licks wounds in secret, the rust-taste of blood.”
―
Joyce Carol Oates,
Sourland
“Like many shy people, once he began talking he seemed not to know how to stop; he lacked the social sleight of hand to change the subject, and he had no idea how to engage another person. Like a runaway vehicle, he plunged on, heedless.”
―
Joyce Carol Oates,
Sourland