The talking back started soon after I’d read his book Hawk-Occupation: Skateboarder. I sort of knew what he sounded like then, and some of the things he’d say. To be honest, I sort of knew all the things he’d say when he talked to me, because they came out of his book. (…)
After a while, I started talking to Tony Hawk about other things-about school, Mum, Alicia, whatever, and I found that she had something to say about those things too. His words still came from his book, but the book is about his life, not just skating, so not everything he says is about sacktaps and shove-its. (…)
Not everything Tony Hawk said was that helpful, to tell the truth, but it wasn’t his fault. If there was nothing in the book that was exactly right, then I had to make some of the sentences fit as best I could. And the amazing thing was that, once you made them fit, they always made sense if you thought about what he said hard enough.
Nick Hornby, Slam.
There once a coquette who had a suitor whom she couldn’t get rid of. He took her promises and avowals seriously, and would not leave. He even believed her hints. This annoyed her, because it got in the way of new temporary acquaintances, their presents, flattery, flowers, dinners and so forth.
Finally Yvonne insulted and lied to her suitor Bertrand, and gave him literally nothing-which was a minus compared to the nothing she was giving her other men friends. Still Bertrand would not cease his attentions, because he considered her behaviour normal and feminine, an excess of modesty. She even gave him a lecture, and for once in her life she told the truth. Unaccustomed as he was to the truth, expecting falsehood from a pretty woman, he took her words as turn-abouts, an continue to dance attendance.
Yvonne attempted to poison him by means of arsenic in cups of chocolate at her house, but he recovered and thought this a greater and more charming proof of her fear of losing her virginity with him, though she had already lost her virginity at the age of ten(…)
Patricia Highsmith, Little Tales of Misogyny.
Also I am not writing this for fun, but for several reasons which I will explain. (1) As I started by saying, because I want the entire truth. (2) Because I know of no truthful record of such a connection-one that is written, I mean, with no desire to appeal to a vicious taste in any possible readers; and (3) because I hold the conviction that as centuries go on, and the sexes become more nearly merged on account of their increasing resemblances, I hold the conviction that such connections will to a very large extent cease to be regarded as merely unnatural, and will be understood far better, at least in their intellectual if not in their physical aspect. (Such is already the case in Russia.) I believe that then the psychology of people like myself will be a matter of interest, and I believe it will be recognized that many more people of my type do exist than under the present-day system of hypocrisy is commonly admitted. I am not saying that such personalities, and the connections which result from them, will not be deplored as they are now; but I do believe that their greater prevalence, and the spirit of candour which one hopes will spread with the progress of the world, will lead to their recognition, if only as an inevitable evil. the first step in the direction of such candour must be taken by the general admission of normal but illicit relations, and the facilitation of divorce, or possibly even the reconstruction of the system of marriage. such advance must necessarily come from the more educated and liberal classes. Since ‘unnatural’ means ‘removed from nature’, only the most civilized, because the least natural, class of society can be expected to tolerate such a product of civilization.