“You are not letting me finish.” Sedirion bowed his head apologetically. “Dreams are dreams. Money is money. Who cares where they come from. Am I the one to look a gift horse in the mouth?”

“«I picked out this little Khassidic village because it was nowhere, because I wanted to get lost, because no real doctor would ever set foot in a miserable hole like Drozh.»",”

“I am the head cookie bitch and this is my party.”

“And some man can't be the door to what you want. All a man can do is love you, be family with you, help you fulfill your dreams.”

“Every day we walk a razor thin line between the ordinary and the tragic."...First line of Gift For My Sister.”

“One night, walking on the street in the Colonia Portales, I become startled by my own train of thought. I am desperately poor right now, surviving on coffee, orange juice, and beer ('grain juice'), and tacos. Gigs for writers don't come easy. I am angry and depressed and feverish. I had moved to Mexico City on a whim and I knew it would be hard. What I fail to expect is that the delinquency mind-set would take over my brain. Who would stop me, I think, who would catch me, if I hop into that cab coming my way and start barking directions? Who would know or care if I held a knife to the driver's throat, demanded all his money, and threatened to kill him if he made any further moves? How would I feel when I got home at night, finally able to eat properly? p 123-4”

“I believe solitude to be not only the unavoidable human condition but also the sensible human preference."― Edith Pearlman, Binocular Vision: New and Selected Stories, (from "Mates")”