In the library I felt better, words you could trust and look at until you understood them, they couldn't change halfway through a sentence like people, so it was easier to spot a lie.
If you think about something for long enough,' she explained, `more than likely, that thing will happen.' She tapped her head. `It's all in the mind.
If the demons lived anywhere it was here.
I walked round the block thinking I’d think about it, but my legs were heading home, and sometimes you have to accept that your heart knows what to do.
I think we are worlds compressed into human form.
I stretched out my hands, holding the falling sun in one hand, and the climbing moon in the other, my silver and gold, my gift from life. My gift of life. My life is a hesitation in time. An opening i...
I sat at the back, listening to the music or mumbling through the service. I'm never tempted by God but I like his trappings.
I needed words because unhappy families are conspiracies of silence.
I need the dark places to get outside of common sense
I like passion, I like to be among the desperate.
I have flown the distance of your body from side to side of your ivory coast. I know the forests where I can rest and feed. I have mapped you with my naked eye and stored you out of sight. The million...
I had to leave. She would have died for my sake. Wasn’t it better for me to live a half life for her sake?
I had been taught to look for monsters and devils and I found ordinary people.
I don't know how to answer. I know what to think, but words in the head are like voices under water. They are distorted.
I do not accept that life has an ordinary shape, or that there is anything ordinary about life at all. We make it ordinary, but it is not.
I can hold you up with one hand, but you can balance me on your fingertips.
I am thinking of a certain September: Wood pigeon Red Admiral Yellow Harvest Orange Night. You said, ‘I love you.’ Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing...
I am an ambitious writer – I don’t see the point of being anything, no, not anything at all, if you have no ambition for it.
Homelessness is illegal. In my city no one is homeless although there are an increasing number of criminals living on the street. It was smart to turn an abandones class into a criminal class, sometim...
He liked me because I am short. I flatter myself. He did not dislike me. He liked no one except Josephine and he liked her the way he liked chicken.