“... when I am walking down the street to meet him and I know that I have come into his view, and his eyes, as I approach, are giving off sparks of both hunger and affection, the two fighting it out like cats in his pupils, I feel that I would do anything to have that look cast upon me for the rest of my days. I feel that I am known more intimately than perhaps God knows me. And now I have blasphemed, so please burn this letter.” LoveDesireAffectionLust Book:Frances and Bernard Source: Frances and Bernard
“My pastor mentioned Kierkegaard in a sermon only once, and it would be a long time before I discovered that there was a storied Christian who suffered from, and so in some way sanctioned, depression, rage, sarcasm, and despair - the diseases that took hold in adolescence, for which church offered no cure.” ChristianDespairDepressionKierkegaardAdolescent AngstTeenage Faith Author:Carlene Bauer
“I'd send a peach pie through the mail but I trust only Jersey peaches and it looks like they don't let them into the city.” LettersGiftsJerseyPeaches Book:Frances and Bernard Source: Frances and Bernard
“I am in no mood to fulminate on paper--I wish the two of us were in a room together talking of what matters most, the air thick with affinity. In January a man crawls into a cave of hopelessness; he hallucinates sympathies catching fire. Letters are glaciers, null frigates, trapping us where we are in the moment, unable to carry us on toward truth.” LettersWinterJanuarySoul MatesCorrespondenceConversationsGlaciersEpistolary Book:Frances and Bernard Source: Frances and Bernard
“The last thing I remember: nestling up close to him, as close as I could get, the front of my knees locked into the back of his, burying my face in his shoulder blades, thinking that his skin smelled like skies heavy with rain.” MenLoveIntimacySpooningEvocative SmellsLast Memories Book:Girls They Write Songs About Source: Girls They Write Songs About
“Somewhere in this period I moved, for the first time, into an apartment by myself. A junior one bedroom between Fourth and Fifth Avenues in Park Slope. To be able to live alone, in such a quiet, light-filled, tree-shaded trio of rooms, for $850 a month - I felt incredibly lucky. I woke up to birds. So many birds, in the spring, it was as if the tree outside my front windows held one hundred nine-year-old girls on a Skittles high.” Girl LoveMorning BirdsBird SongsHappy Loud Little GirlsJoy In The MorningLife In NyNine Year Old Girls Book:Not That Kind of Girl: A Memoir Source: Not That Kind of Girl: A Memoir
“I filled out my workbooks, read through the Bible, and learned hardly anything of academic worth during my year and a half at this first Christian school... What they really meant to teach us at this school was that the world was a poxed and pustuled old thing, diseased by our pride and greed, headed for destruction.” EducationChristianityChristian School Book:Not That Kind of Girl: A Memoir Source: Not That Kind of Girl: A Memoir
“Our second Christian school was a real school, not a bunker for indoctrination.” Christian School Book:Not That Kind of Girl: A Memoir Source: Not That Kind of Girl: A Memoir