A lone fisherman up early looking for sea trout found the first body.
... Angus had a "pretty normal childhood." Bertie had immediately mistrusted him. Nobody had a normal childhood.
The cult of the individual is killing us. I think Twitter signals the death of western civilisation, but people have been saying that since Demosthenes.
Shop-bought cakes are a sign of sluttish housewifery.
Hooligan posse of gulls wheeled noisily overhead,
Everything was ephemeral, yet everything was eternal,
Anthroposophy, spiritualism. Everyone needs to make sense
We’re dying from the moment we’re born,
They had triumphed over death this night. Sylvie wondered when death would seek his revenge.
There was just a beautiful, unearthly silence. He thought of the wood and the bluebells, the owl and the fox, a Hornby train trundling around his bedroom floor, the smell of a cake baking in the oven....
The world is a comedy to those that think; a tragedy to those that feel,
Sylvie was surprised by the rabid patriotism of the women on the platform, surely war should make pacifists of all women?
Sometimes,' Sylvie said, 'one can mistake gratitude for love.
She prayed now, with desperate conviction but no faith, and she suspected it made no difference either way. When
Now it would not be the geography of Empire that would make him, it would be the architecture of war.
Much good may honour do them when they're dead
Just because something bad had happened to her doesn't mean it won't happen again.
It was impossible to instruct on the subject of beauty, of course. It simply was.
Is this normal, I wonder? But then, what is normal?
If they would all sleep all the time she wouldn't mind being their mother.