It takes experience to know what is a catastrophe (Richard Hughes, 'A High Wind in Jamaica'),

Diabetes is passed that way -- over and down, like a knight in chess.

They had started one of those wish-fulfillment kids’ adventure books, where the boy hero has exactly the qualities he needs to triumph, at every moment… She’d been bored and annoyed, and at one point she tried to explain to Sebastian why it wasn’t her favor-ite of his books. But Sebastian had loved the book unreservedly. Why hadn’t she just read the fucking thing with gusto and relished every moment with her son? Why had she brought her adult judgment and professional story opinions to a book her kid loved? Of course the child hero should always triumph! Who wanted a kids’ book to feel like real life? Real life was fucking intolerable.

She craved a family, not having had enough of one to understand what a pain in the ass it was.

Comment pouvaient-ils accepter que l'histoire de leur vie s'efface sous le souffle d'une bombe? Alors, sur la page blanche du jardin, ils tentaient de la réécrire avec le seul alphabet dont ils disposaient. Ces meubles et ces bibelots formaient des mots qu'ils avaient agglutinés en phrases selon une syntaxe de la mémoire qui racontait l'histoire de leur vie.

لا أعرف لماذا يطلب منادى السيارات قرشا .. ولا أعرف كيف نتوقف عن اعطائه