It was one of the charms of the International Zone that you could get anything you wanted if you paid for it. Do anything, too, for that matter; - there were no incorruptibles. It was only a question...
It made her sad to realise that in spite of their so often having the same reactions, the same feelings, they never would reach the same conclusions, because their respective aims in life were almost...
I have the feeling you are primarily two people,one of which should be killed.
He doesn't know what the world is like today. The thought that his own conception of the world was so different from his father's was like a protecting wall around his entire being. When his father we...
You know, everyone here's got some little peccadillo he's hoping to hide.
The bar was stuffy and melancholy. It was full of the sadness inherent in all deracinated things.
May Allah bless you. Or had she said: May Allah burn you? He was not sure which: the two Arabic words sounded so much alike.
It's a madhouse, of course. A complete, utter madhouse. I only hope to God it remains one.
If people are living the same as always, with their bellies full of food, they'll just go on the same way. If they get hungry and unhappy enough, something happens.
He knew it was necessary to drive the French out, but he had always imagined that this would be done gloriously, with thousands of men on horseback flashing their swords and calling upon Allah to aid...
He did not think of himself as a tourist; he was a traveler. The difference is partly one of time, he would explain. Whereas the tourist generally hurries back home at the end of a few weeks or months...
He awoke, opened his eye. The room meant very little to him; he was too deeply immersed in the non-being from which he had just come. If he had not the energy to ascertain his position in time and spa...
Even the smallest measure of time is greater than the greatest measure of space. Or is that a lie? Does it only seem so to us, because we can never get it back?
The Istiqlal was powerful, which did not at all coincide with his conception of it, nor with the picture the organization painted of itself: a purely defensive group of selfless martyrs who were willi...
You want us all to be snake-charmers and scorpion-eaters, he raged, at one point in their conversation ...Naturally, Eunice replied in her most provoking manner. It would be far preferable to being a...
When they had gone the Moungari fell silent, to wait through the cold hours for the sun that would bring first warmth, then heat, thirst, fire, visions. The next night he did not know where he was, di...
Here we say that life is a cliff, and you must never turn around and look back when you’re climbing.
Death is always on its way, but the fact that you don't know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life....we get to think of life as an inexhaustable well. Yet everything happ...
But there was never any knowing or any certitude; the time to come always had more than one possible direction.
The sky here's very strange. I often have the sensation when I look at it that it's a solid thing up there, protecting us from what's behind . . . [from] nothing, I suppose. Just darkness. Absolute ni...