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Kevin got a few things, too, though only after suffering through the usual round of complaints about how hard it was to buy presents for a man his age, as if adult males were completely self-sufficient beings, as if a penis and a five o’clock shadow were all they would ever need to get by.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - The LeftoversThe Leftovers
(via Kristenevol)
She knew how depressing it could be to wake up in a messy house, how it could make you feel like the new day was already old.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - The LeftoversThe Leftovers
(via Howard McEwen)
It was surprisingly crowded, a bunch of middle-aged people, mostly women, moving enthusiastically, if a bit awkwardly, to Prince’s “Little Red Corvette,” trying to find a way back to their younger, more limber selves.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - The LeftoversThe Leftovers
(via Howard McEwen)
That was the thing about her sister—Nora didn’t always like her and hardly ever agreed with her, but she could always count on her.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - The LeftoversThe Leftovers
(via Howard McEwen)
LAURIE GARVEY HADN’T BEEN RAISED to believe in the Rapture. She hadn’t been raised to believe in much of anything, except the foolishness of belief itself.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - The LeftoversThe Leftovers
(via Howard McEwen)
She spent a lot of time with poor Rosalie Sussman, visiting her almost every morning, trying to help her through her unfathomable grief. Sometimes they talked about her departed daughter, Jen—what a sweet girl she was, always smiling, etc.—but mostly they just sat together without speaking. The silence felt deep and right, as if there was nothing either of them could say that could possibly be important enough to break it.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - The LeftoversThe Leftovers
(via W. Hicks)
She hadn’t been raised to believe in much of anything, except the foolishness of belief itself.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - The LeftoversThe Leftovers
(via )
Her indifference to Todd had remained constant over the past couple of years, as he fulfilled his early promise to the letter, developing into an old-fashioned B.M.O.C., the object of much swooning speculation and feverish pursuit from the sorority girls and sports groupies who made up the least imaginative sector of the undergraduate female population.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - Little Children: A NovelLittle Children: A Novel
(via )
Eddie and Lorelei appeared at the top of the stairs. She looked nervous; he seemed stunned. Even if their faces had been totally blank, though, I’m pretty sure I would’ve known what they’d been up to. Three years of college had brought me into frequent contact with couples who had just engaged in some form of sexual activity—not to mention highly infrequent but generally quite memorable contact with couples actually in the process of engaging in some form of sexual activity—and I’d gotten so I could recognize them at a glance.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - Joe College: A NovelJoe College: A Novel
(via D. Lundberg)
I tried to distract myself by whispering the word “fuck” over and over again, in unison with my footsteps, and thinking about how cool I would be in the leather bomber jacket I was sure I would someday own.
Tom Perrotta
Tom Perrotta - Joe College: A NovelJoe College: A Novel
(via D. Lundberg)