It is one of those days when the winter sun is gorgeous, and you don’t want to even think of death.

Is it a boy or a girl?

This man must be high on something, I thought.

She is a woman I have watched for many years, and for as many years she has been unaware of me.

Women are forbidden from setting foot in the swamp.

She hovers overhead, aimless, surrendering herself to fate.

I didn’t go to the dorms as I had planned; my feet led me to the river.

Rain was no longer rain!

The shock that was yet to come had long ago passed her by.

“Get it through your head: God and me, we’re the same person.”

What use is it for us humans to cling to our freedom in the midst of all this trash?

Nobody knows why he went to such great lengths.

The old woman refused to wear any clothing she had not sewn herself.

Ever since our orgasms became supernatural, we’ve been taking better care of our energies.

The wars never ceased, the surveillance and control wrought by our digital world eroded our liberties, unemployment and poverty grew.

Being with you is like being on an island, a quarantine island.

Silvio wanted to escape, race across the sown fields with his long rhea legs until he reached some place where no one could see him.

They looked at me like I was sick.

Aren’t you the one with the tattoos?

The señora is not going to back down.

She smelled of Schubert.

I’ve been married almost twenty-five years, and I’ve never gotten carried away on an adventure like this before.

Are all of us accidents wandering through other people’s lives?

I was overcome by the unshakeable conviction that it was the end of the world.

As soon as he came around the bend at Passo Preto, he raised his pistol and fired into the air.

It’s everybody versus corona.

Who ever heard of a fisherwoman in Gaza, much less a young girl?

“It seems that Noor set fire to another student’s backpack.”

Soothsayers tell the truth even when they’re lying.

“And it was there, in the half-dark kitchen of the priest’s house, while finishing his second bowl of soup, that Damyan suddenly realized something was wrong.”

“How am I supposed to be nice when nobody’s nice to me?”

Firstclaw’s love spells were rumored to be unusually effective.

Khidr stepped out onto the street and was filled with an extraordinary horror.

But it’s not surprising—with everything you hear on the news, how can anyone be expected to think well of the Chinese?

“Look, this forklift even has an electric motor.”

The wooden ring looked antique, because, as Mr. Gimbal explained, it was a centuries-old stereoscopic theater.

“The Devil at your service!” it announced in perfect Italian.

Although I wasn't really worried. I mean not really worried about him; you know what I mean?

It’s an act of virtue to kill her!

Cats. Carry cats!

Set me free and I'll make you rich.

The mother sheep would warn her children of the wolf that prowled the town.

She’s the one who identified the body with your name, address, and document number.

Coconut trees, palm fronds gone. Decapitated.

A general who has dreams, that much they’d put up with, but a general who sees ghosts?

I follow him everywhere and never lose sight of him; he rarely notices me.

We belt out everything from ABBA to K-pop, to “Ang Pasko ay Sumapit,” grinding and wiggling.

His dead friend had asked him to talk to Janice but hadn’t explained why.

Actually, the night Erlina first saw an Onglo was the night the creature was regenerating his power.

I want to cry and look for Papa, but I can’t go out.

“There is hope. There is joy. Come on, George, let’s grab a slice of some of that fun and happiness for ourselves!”

Why, oh why, did you not come back immediately?

Men can be angels when joy is in the air.

She struggled and fought back and tried to save herself but could not overcome the great crocodile that had taken hold of her.

Deeku refused to understand the close bond between the humans and the deer and their dependence on each other.

After I fell for him, I never cheated on him again, except that time in Paris. And that other time.

What if my rage has filled my core and transformed it?

What happened next, I will never quite understand.

Kenneth felt his seat belt clamp across his chest and his stomach somersaulting as the car careened off the road.

Her face is like a page in a diary that has never been written.