I picked up my cigarettes and went for a walk through the ruts toward Świnoujście

Mordechai is a simple person, like tens of thousands of others in Tel Aviv (though he would insist that there are few like him there).

“Her narrative voice resonates with the inner geographies of the Palestinian space.”—Anton Shammas

According to legend, those strange rocks had been brought by sea from distant countries where silk was sold.

Radio held up his three losing cards. There was no need to show the other two as well.

The most casual observation would seem to suggest, beyond a doubt, that the basilisk species is on its way to extinction.

I am not complete in the mind, said the sentence I highlighted with the yellow marker and even copied into my personal notebook...

It was a terrible dream.

Today I had surgery on my ear and telephone.

Yalo didn't understand what was happening.

We're dead if we can't sell the houses, not to mention that we'd look like complete losers.

Art is forbidden. It calls for immorality and degradation.

It's one of the Cuban Revolution's best kept secrets and perhaps now it would appear petty

These essays don't even deserve a zero.

The holiday isolated the four friends, who had been thrown together, more than any ordinary day.

I'm content. I will be killed for love.

The Monteroni family could tell exactly how Marcelo felt by the music he selected.

Rogelio arrived in Paris at dawn. He was in a car accompanied by three girls; two were in charge of the wheel.

It's more of a talent, one that you're born with, not something you can learn.

He imagined the cork's possible pain as if it were live flesh he was penetrating with his implacable metal corkscrew.

Every few seconds, magnesium flashes lit up a wretched room filled with the odor of sweat-rotted shoes and bone glue.

You'll do what I say, and that's it! Understand?

Well, speed up, goddamn it! he said, while he looked at the roadway very excitedly and in a panic, can't you see that the commissioner is waiting for me?

I could feel myself slowly receding. I felt the blackout rising in me like a hiccup. Just the one.

You even feel the kick in your lungs, and you see the smoke spreading over your papers, your books, your cup of coffee

We have no choice but to obey.

A man with a position like Harry's in my business is either loyal or dead.

The tribes attributed to him provocative verses that denigrated the status of camels and extolled donkeys by contrast.

While picking the mint I got the hiccups. I am sure you were talking about me.

The dog was a hideous sight, putrid, offensive, with gouged-out eyes.

It was the first psalter he had held between his hands, possibly the only one that existed in Ireland. He hears the sea crash below with all its might. He loses himself in the text.

In the month of May Suibhne took up arms against this neighboring king. The reason mattered little.

In the quiet of my room, I tackle the problem again, in vain; all I find is the line of my inauthenticity as a sin.

The old lady taps me on the shoulder. Dear Lady, I'd give my life for you. I'm late. I'm afraid I'll be left behind.

He was apt to score unbelievable goals whenever he could keep his balance on the field, something that didn't always happen: occasionally he fell over while fighting for the ball and couldn't get back up again because he was too drunk.

Then, without ever knowing why, trees raise their naked arms to the King of the Sky.

The astronomer had been promised immortal glory if he could complete this assignment.

I will never forget how Sebastián was dressed one morning, the first time he told us about the Water Cathedral.

Heaven rains down bread in little hard crumbs of dough, and whoever catches them may either become happy or choke on them.

The eyes of the Roma know exactly when the earth's heart begins to stir deep down at spring's root, reviving the shoots of grass and the buds of trees until the green sap bursts with love before the Sun's eyes.

But his canvases were irresistible, hypnotic, and no sooner did his greatest critics lay eyes on them than they rushed to have their own portraits executed by that magical hand.

I found a white bean: where did I plant it?

What became of the brindled cow? I traded her for money.

I’m from where I was born. I’m from elsewhere. –João Guimarães RosaI read Mundo’s letter in a bar in the Beco das Cancelas, an alley-way where I found refuge from the hubbub of…

The long, heavy ladle was lying on the floor when he discovered the murder.

Don't stare, he hissed in his ear.

I looked at my watch. I felt distressed. It's five o'clock.

The only sound to be heard in the little room was the snoring of the landlord interspersed with the quiet tick-tock of the clock on the wall...

People aren't born delinquent; they become so according to the accidents of their lives and their response to them.

A woman . . . foreign . . . was murdered, he replied out of breath as he was tying his faded necktie.

Listen, fellows, the driver says, we should notify the police, or else they'll frame us for it.

I don't want to go for nothing. Have they really given up all hope for her? I ask with my eyes fixed on the desk, forcing myself not to stutter, not to rush.

Short said nothing, and no one found a word of comfort.

...over the slightest little argument or some minor act of injustice, they would say I Accuse,...

Homesickness brought my grandfather back to Venice where my father, Rosario de la Savoia, was born.

This WorldAn Invocation to God – IHe asked me to meet him at the Kreuzberger Café, promising to tell me a story I could use while still staying within the confines of propriety. His call came at…

I'd like to tell them their frustrating match is like life: the best goals are always yet to come, it's just that waiting for them is painful.

Malik Ben weighed 300 pounds on the day he decided to have his name removed from the Yellow Pages.

I liked doing math. The seven-times table was my darling.

If he hadn't asked for me, then everything that followed wouldn't have happened.