Встающее солнце прожигает дырочку в горизонте.
All of it burning. Every memory he ever made. Above Fort National, the dawn becomes deeply, murderously clear. The Milky Way a fading river. He looks across to the fires. He thinks: The universe is fu...
But then, right at 2300 hours, Werner sees it, hardly one block from where they parked the Opel: an antenna sliding up alongside a chimney. Not much wider than a broomstick. It rises perhaps twelve me...
Calm, weary voices directing fire. The same sort of voice God uses, perhaps, when He calls souls to Him. This way, please.
Entropy is the degree of randomness or disorder in a system, Doctor. His eyes fix on Werner’s for a heartbeat, a glance both warm and chilling. Disorder. You hear the commandant say it. You hear your...
Every process must by law decay.
Everybody, he is learning, likes to hear themselves talk. Hubris, like the oldest stories. They raise the antenna too high, broadcast for too many minutes, assume the world offers safety and rationali...
Fill your lungs. Beat your heart.
Gone or resolved to go; is there much difference?
He is a man who understands the power of the German soil, who feels its dark prehistoric vigor thudding in his very cells.
He made her the glowing hot center of his life; he made her feel as if every step she took was important.
He thinks of the old broken miners he'd see in Zollverein, sitting in chairs or on crates, not moving for hours, waiting to die. To men like that time was a surfeit, a barrel they watched slowly drain...
He waits a long time. The captain reviews the fingernails
He waits until dark. Marie-Laure sits in the mouth of the wardrobe, the false back open, and listens to her uncle switch on the microphone and the transmitter in the attic. His mild voice speaks numbe...
How can one country make another change its clocks? What if everybody refuses? Then a lot of people will be early. Or late.
I always thought, or imagined, that there were these invisible lines trembling in our wake, outlining our trajectories through life, throbbing with electric energy. Lines that sometimes cross one othe...
Inside each airplane, a bombardier peers through an aiming window and counts to twenty.
Parisian cousins nobody has heard from in decades now write letters begging for capons, hams, hens. The dentist is selling wine through the mail.
Siga a lógica. Todo efeito tem sua causa, e todo problema tem sua solução. Toda fechadura tem sua chave.
Some people are weak in some ways, sir. Other in other ways
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