You saw my leg?How can a man help what he sees? he said. And, if I could add, you possess a very fine leg.
Yes, we’ll yell, ‘Help, help us, goose girl, and bring the terrifying legion of warrior geese’.
I don’t know how you persist in being so stubborn-It’s a superpower. I was bitten by a radioactive mule.
What she had long believed was not true, and now the world was wide open to discover what was.
It is like all my life I thought the sky was green.
Razo hopped back up and adopted a posture that said he was completely unruffled, never had been, and in fact was ready to do something manly like lift boulders or swallow live worms.
I wonder if everyone who faces death hurts like this. It’s as though for the first time I realize how much just being alive makes my body ache. But I don’t want that ache to stop.
I keep thinking about a tale my nurse used to read to me about a bird whose wings are pinned to the ground. In the end, when he finally frees himself, he flies so high he becomes a star. My nurse said the story was about how we all have something that keeps us down.