Quotes from Mary Robison

He wanted to tell her, from the greater perspective he had, that to own only a little talent, like his, was an awful, plaguing thing; that being only a little special meant you expected too much, most of the time, and liked yourself too little. He wanted to assure her that she had missed nothing

Something else that makes me angry is that I got too old to prostitute myself. I wasn't going to anyway but it was there, it was my Z plan.

You know, up until later on today, I never really knew how to drink.

Way to pronoun, Saunders says.

They're not going to bother me tonight. They won't denigrate my efforts, or ridicule anything that's mine, won't roll their eyes, or correct me, or cut me short and leave the room. They won't burden, or overwork me, or heap upon me responsibilities that are theirs. And, no more than they are doing, they won't intrude on my privacy, try to embarrass me or make me uncomfortable. Plus, they seem pretty far beyond hurting each other.

There is something you do with dialog that makes it sound more like our talk than our talk does.

I have a dream of working a combination lock that is engraved on its back with the combination. Left 85, right 12, left 66. Well shit, man, I say in the dream.

I've come to pick up Collie and caught the glint of her buzzed red head out back here in the yard. She's deep in, standing under a ruined magnolia tree, peering up into its branches. There are fallen dysfunctional blossoms, looking like killed pelicans, all around.

He wanted to tell her, from the greater perspective that he had, that to own only a little talent, like his, is an awful, plaguing thing; that being only a little special meant that you expected too much, most of the time, and like yourself too little. He wanted to assure her that she had missed nothing.

I think perhaps a syllable maximum should be set for some people and, I'm sorry, but rather a low one.