Sunday Sentence

Another Sunday in which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, which asks others to share the best sentence(s) we’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”

“What do I pretend to know about love, its vagaries and mysteries, its inscrutability, its insistent pull?”

From Celeste Ng’s marvelous story “The Kind of Man,” on Five Chapters. (Wondering why I’ve included a photo of Dick Cheney here? Go read the story!)

3 thoughts on “Sunday Sentence

  1. Eliana says:

    I have to say, I was hoping it was a Cheney quote. I’m still intrigued though, so thanks.

  2. Phyl says:

    Whew. When I saw you posted a picture of Cheney, I was about a second away from unsubscribing. I’m new to your blog and thought I made an enormously careless mistake in signing up (please pardon the dangling preposition). I took your suggestion to check out the article, though, just to unscare myself. I’m glad I did. I feel for those mothers. I would be terrified, as you can imagine given my reaction, some wrong people would say overreaction, to your picture of Cheney.

    Thanks for what you do.

  3. Ann-Louise Truschel says:

    Poignant, wonderful, disturbing, sad, heart-warming, and very real story.

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