Can you imagine one hundred million years? Every summer for the whole life of that plant, its leaves caught what light they could and transformed the sun’s energy into itself. Into bark, twigs, stems....
Calm, weary voices directing fire. The same sort of voice God uses, perhaps, when He calls souls to Him. This way, please.
Abram os olhos e vejam o máximo que puderem antes que eles se fechem para sempre.
A person can get up and leave her life. The world is that big.
To feel the sentences hoist her up and carry her somewhere else.
A bondade, mais do que qualquer outra coisa, é o que perdura.
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...
Ентропия е степента на безпорядък в една система, господин докторе...Хауптман пише на черната дъска, курсантите го преписват в тетрадките си:Ентропията в една затворена система никога не намалява. Вся...
Your life you wait, and then it finally comes, and are you ready?
Too. Who knows when the water will go out again. Her fingers travel back to the cathedral
Thirtieth of April, 1944, is a missive to Berlin. = NOTICE OF TERRORIST BROADCASTS IN CÔTES DU NORD WE BELIEVE SAINT-LUNAIRE OR DINARD OR SAINT-MALO
Sheets of yellow flowers glow in the fields, and Jutta wonders if any of them grow over the bones of her brother. Before dark, a well-dressed man with a prosthetic leg boards the train. He sits beside...
Only regret that I have but one life to lose for my country.
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Granite headland, drawing ever closer, looks like an unholy tooth, something black and dangerous,
Does not want to decide. They visit Scotland, New York City, Santiago. More than once they put on winter coats and visit the moon. Can’t you feel how lightweight we are, Marie? You can move by hardly...
Crowning the ramparts, drawing an uneven star shape around the entire model. She finds the opening atop the walls where four ceremonial cannons point to
Book not so much full of birds as full of evanescence,
Your problem, Werner, says Frederick, is that you still believe you own your life.
You will strip away your weakness, your cowardice, your hesitation. You will become like a waterfall, a volley of bullets—you will all surge in the same direction at the same pace toward the same caus...