Feeling that always came with the rain and the dark. She’d just
Every increased possession loads us with weariness, and he’s right. There
War is Man’s greatest fall from grace, of course, especially perhaps when we feel a moral imperative to fight it and find ourselves twisted into ethical knots. We can never doubt (ever) the courage of...
Ursula found herself dwelling on Hugh's death, his absence more than his death.
Time was a thief and Jackson felt he gained a small triumph by stealing back some of the early hours
This was their third bar since Piccadilly and they were both agreed that the two of them were very drunk but had the capacity to get a good deal drunker yet.
This is Martin Canning, Neil. He’s written a wonderful book. Fantastic, Neil Winters said, shaking Martin’s hand. His hand was damp and soft and made Martin think of something dead you might pick up o...
They’re definitely going to declare war tomorrow. In the morning. It’s probably timed so that the nation can get down on its collective knees in church and pray for deliverance.’ ‘Oh, yes, war is alwa...
They had been too taken up with each other, grasshoppers enjoying the summer, rather than ants preparing for the winter.
They had been awestruck not only at the sight of the Alps by moonlight but by the depthless inky-black skies, pricked with thousands upon thousands of stars—bright seed broadcast by some generous god,...
The room stank of boys. Louise imagined a girl’s room would smell of nail varnish, pencils, cheap candy sweets. Archie’s room was essence of testosterone and feet.
Sacrifice, by its nature, was predicated on giving, not receiving. ‘Sacrifice,’ he remembered
Oh, God. What was happening to her, she was turning into a normal person.
It wasn't that [he] believed in religion, or a God, or an afterlife. He just knew it was impossible to feel this much love and for it to end.
I think I would rather just live my life, Teddy said, not make an artifice of it.
Giselle would rouse herself from her torpor occasionally (she moved like a particularly lazy cat) in order to despise something.
Fox Corner - that's what we should call the house. No one else has a house with that name and shouldn't that be the point?''Really?' Hugh said doubtfully. 'It's a little whimsical, isn't it? It sounds...
Duke was a burly, barrel-shaped Rottweiler made up of muscle and solid fat and built like a wrestler, a dog that looked like it was permanently on the verge of dying of boredom. He shook his weighty h...
Doing nothing was much more productive than people thought; Jackson often had his most profound insights when he appeared to be entirely idle. He didn't get bored, he just went into a nothing kind of...
Do not tell secrets to those whose faith and silence you have not already tested. E