Short Stories Quotes

The train hit her with the sound of a meat-filled hefty bag smacking the pavement, and the effect was much the same, I guess. (Dark City Lights)

Cigarette smoke when i didn't ask for it. Never when I did.

I read your diary. I KNOW.

The only man she ever loved. And hated.

Are you on crack? Or did I take a righteous bong hit before coming here?

You need to take some acting classes to learn to hide your huge crush on my husband better

She would keep playing the role of the winner as long as the audience believed her.

A shrink and a patient switching places. Who is REALLY the boss?

I worked all day in back ofa hot van snipping off dog balls, I can cut one more pair. (Dark City Lights)

There's comfort in a life lived in circles and its careful, sloping lines.

I read your diary. I KNOW

You are in love with my husband. You need some acting lessons to learn to hide it better.

That woman must have been a husky in a previous life.

All that sweetness makes me feel weird. My sister was never the loving type.

A shrink and a patient in a love-hate relationship. Who is REALLY the boss?

I’ll give you one chance to run, but may your shoulder always whisper in your ear…“It’s best to watch out for men, like me.

Patriotism is a kind of religion

The dollar bills attached to her hips fluttered to the rug of the small square stage, like the first flakes of winter in the Bronx. (Dark City Lights)

It may well be that there will be this socialism, Juliana, ’ she said, ‘but I can tell you right now that no amount of socialism will make my madam was her own underwear.’ - ‘Aunt Juliana’s Indian

Just like life, it was over much too soon. And just like life, there weren't any answers. But like that one-in-an-eight-million great New York moment, I didn't need one. (Dark City Lights)

You were just a young girl not wanting to let on that death could happen to one who hadn't even lived yet.

Flora went to the cinema every day that week. She saw the same movie each day, and wore the same dress.

I just want to always be here. In this place. Right here, right now.

I like to see you in a sari, with your long hair dressed in a single plait. Don't forget that I married a girl from India because I like my wife to be conservative and feminine.

The city was a hive from this height, the people and the yellow cabs moving about in the street below like pre-programmed insects. (Dark City Lights)

Maybe the price of forgetting that even in America, even in New York City, when a man back home is talking, you better listen closely.

Maybe the price of forgetting that even in America, even in New York City, when a man from back home is talking, you better listen closely. (Dark City Lights)

A New York plate that said you die. (Dark City Lights)

The cell door opened. My hands went to my eyes. Why was the door opened? I wasn’t dead yet. I think.