The snow whispered down in the stillness and the sparks rose and dimmed and died in the eternal blackness.
The reverend waited for her to be seated and then he bowed his head and blessed the food and the table and the people sitting at it. He went on at some length and blessed everything all the way up to...
The man could hear him playing. A formless music for the age to come. Or perhaps the last music on earth called up from out of the ashes of its ruin.
Ten thousand dreams ensepulchered within their crozzled hearts.
Quan els teus somnis siguin d’un món que no existirà mai i et tornis a sentir feliç, serà que t’has rendit.
Pomisli da možda u istoriji sveta čak i ima više kazni nego zločina, ali ne bi mu to uteha.
On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world.
Old woods and deep. At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned and these were like them.
Of such dreams and of the rituals of them there can also be no end. The thing that is sought is altogether other. However it may be construed within men's dreams or by their acts it will never make a...
Not all dying words are true and this blessing is no less real for being shorn of its ground.
No man is give leave of that voice. The kid spat into the fire and bent to his work. I aint heard no voice, he said. When it stops, said Tobin, you’ll know you’ve heard it all your life.
Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each one than what had gone before.
My daddy used to tell me not to chew on something that was eatin you.
Me preguntaba de qué soy profesor. Bien, yo profeso la oscuridad. Esa noche disfrazada de día. Y ahora, le deseo lo mejor pero debo irme.
Love makes men foolish. I speak as a victim myself. We are taken out of our own care and then it remains to be seen only if fate will show to us some share of mercy. Or little. Or none.
Long voyages often lose themselves.Mam?You will see. It is difficult even for brothers to travel together on such a voyage. The road has its own reasons and no two travelers will have the same underst...
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that.You forget some things, dont you?Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you r...
It was the judge and the imbecile. They were both of them naked and they neared through the desert dawn like beings of a mode little more than tangential to the world at large, their figures now quick...
It took two days to cross that ashen scabland. The road beyond ran along the crest of a ridge where the barren woodland fell away on every side. It’s snowing, the boy said. He looked at the sky. A sin...
In the dream from which he'd wakened he had wandered in a cave where the child led him by the hand. Their light playing over the wet flowstone walls. Like pilgrims in a fable swallowed up and lost amo...