All three caravans of the Traveling Symphony are labeled as such, THE TRAVELING SYMPHONY lettered in white on both sides, but the lead caravan carries an additional line of text: Because survival is i...
Because survival is insufficient,
Because we are always looking for the former world, before all the traces of the former world are gone.
But the trouble, is she doesn’t really care. There was a time when this conversation would have reduced her to tears, but now she swivels in her chair to look out at the lake and thinks about moving t...
Clark had always been fond of beautiful objects, and in his present state of mind, all objects were beautiful. He stood by the case and found himself moved by every object he saw there, by the human e...
Die Hölle ist die Abwesenheit von Menschen, nach denen man sich sehnt.
Do you remember when you were young and gorgeous? Clark wanted to ask. Do you remember when everything seemed limitless?
Don’t think of that unspeakable decision, to keep the jet sealed rather than expose a packed airport to a fatal contagion. Don’t think about what enforcing that decision may have required. Don’t think...
En periode da hun lever et liv som føles som frihet, iblant ligger med naboen i etasjen under men nekter å ha et forhold, hvisker Jeg angrer ingenting til speilet i hundre hotellrom fra London til Sin...
He closed the fridge door, made his last breakfast - scrambled eggs - and showered, dressed, combed his hair, left for the theater an hour early so he'd have time to linger with the newspaper over his...
He was half-naked in the bed, lying like a starfish. After she got up he always liked to see how much of the bed he could sleep on at once.
He woke to quiet voices. This had been happening more and more lately, this nodding off unexpectedly, and it left him with an unsettled intimation of rehearsal. You fall asleep for short periods and t...
How without any one of these people the world is a subtly but unmistakably altered place,
I believe when you’re speaking English, you’re allowed to refer to it as Prague.
I have walked all my life through this tarnished world. After she walked out of Toronto with her brother, after that first unremembered year, her brother had been plagued by nightmares. The road, he’d...
I wanted to be her north star. I wanted to be her map. I wanted to drink coffee with her in the cafes in the morning and do things, as you do, as she did, instead of just philosophizing about them and...
I was in the hotel, he said finally. I followed your footprints in the snow. There were tears on his face. Okay, someone said, but why are you crying? I’d thought I was the only one, he said.
If hell is other people, what is a world with almost no people in it?
In art school they talked about day jobs in tones of horror. She never would have imagined that her day job would be the calmest and least cluttered part of her life.
Incredible in retrospect, all of it, but especially the parts having to do with travel and communications. This was how he arrived in this airport: he’d boarded a machine that transported him at high...
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