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“Under the seams runs the pain.”
― Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red

“When they made love
Geryon liked to touch in slow succession each of the bones of Herakles' back
as it arched away from him into who knows what dark dream of its own, running both hands all the way down
from the base of the neck
to the end of the spine which he can cause to shiver like a root in the rain.”
― Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red

“Carson," she said when she picked up. I liked it. Clear. Concise. To the point.
I decided to try it myself. "Davidson."
A loud sigh filtered to me. "Charley, you called me. You can't just say Davidson."
"What are you, the phone greeting police?”
― Darynda Jones, Sixth Grave on the Edge

“Although there are things that can be done to enhance corporate worship, there is a profound sense in which excellent worship cannot be attained merely by pursuing excellent worship. In the same way that, according to Jesus, you cannot find yourself until you lose yourself, so also you cannot find excellent corporate worship until you stop trying to find excellent corporate worship and pursue God himself. Despite the protestations, one sometimes wonders if we are beginning to worship worship rather than worship God. As a brother put it to me, it鈥檚 a bit like those who begin by admiring the sunset and soon begin to admire themselves admiring the sunset.”
― D.A. Carson, Worship by the Book

“It is the task of a lifetime. You can never know enough, never work enough, never use the infinitives and participles oddly enough, never impede the movement harshly enough, never leave the mind quickly enough.”
― Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry

“Do you think we're being robbed?" I whispered.
He nodded gravely, then crawled over to my closet and opened it.
"Did you want to borrow something more formal to wear for the robbery? I'm not sure I have anything in your size."
"Shh," he whispered. "Don't you at least have a tennis racket or anything?"
"You think they came here looking for a doubles partner?"
He turned quickly and gave me a look, then whipped a Wiffle bat out of the mess.
"Wow," I said. "You jock-type people really are single-minded, aren't you? Uh-oh, we're being robbed. Let's play ball!"
"It's for a weapon," Carson whispered.
"You're gonna hit them with a Wiffle bat?"
"What else you got?"
"Um...A pillow"
"Exactly" ... "Stay behind me," he whispered.
"Can I just say that I never knew this about me before, but weirdly enough this whole protective he-man thing actually turns me on."
"Josie."
"What," I asked.
"Shut Up."
I grabbed my pillow, just in case, so to speak, and tiptoed behind him around the mussed-up bed. "Maybe we should just hide in the closet."
He turned around, rolled his eyes and kissed me. "Shh," he repeated.”
― Rachel Vail, You, Maybe: The Profound Asymmetry of Love in High School

“I thought you married me for my looks, my sensitivity, and my fabulous bedroom stamina."

Carson said, "Lucky for you, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But I will acknowledge you really do an exhaustive job cleaning the bedroom.”
― Dean Koontz, The Dead Town

“Come on Josie." He leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "I really want you there."
"Yeah?" I asked, slamming my locker shut. "And do you always get what you want?"
"Yes," he said.”
― Rachel Vail, You, Maybe: The Profound Asymmetry of Love in High School

“It is our alarming misfortune that so primitive a science has armed itself with the most modern and terrible weapons”
― Rachel Carson

“Dar amintirea nu-l atac膬 pe om din fa葲膬 - ea 卯i d膬 t芒rcoale.”
― Carson McCullers, The Ballad of the Sad Caf茅 and Other Stories

“The business of life is the acquisition of memories. In the end that's all there is.”
― Jessica Fellowes, The Wit and Wisdom of Downton Abbey