“Down my right arm I feel a tingling, a numbness, sometimes a dull, sort of muffled torment, or else a shapeless, confusing pain.” - “The Largesse of the Sea Maiden” by Denis Johnson
...To make your claim on public space even as you feel yourself disappearing into its largesse, into its sublimity. - The Red Parts by Maggie Nelson
We say a word and destroy a person, although the person we’ve destroyed, at the moment we say out loud the word that destroys him, doesn’t take notice of this deadly fact... - The Loser by Thomas Bernhard
There was a whiff of sulphur about the idea which fascinated Sandy in her present mind. - The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark
The evening paper rattle-snaked its way through the letter box and there was suddenly a six-o’clock feeling in the house. - The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark
Martha is a comfy woman with a nice complexion, but her hair is the color of pork. - “Shorelines” by Joy Williams
In the restaurants they stop at, the child is well-behaved although she takes only butter and ice water. - “The Lover” by Joy Williams