He...discovered that people's goodwill was frequently in inverse relationship to their position...
From that woman on the beach, dusk pours out across the evening waves. ISSA
Dorrigo felt a warm
Days and months are travellers of eternity. So too the years that pass by
إن البشر ليسوا إلا واحداً من أشياء كثيرة، وكل هذه الأشياء تتوق لأن تعيش، وإن أعلى شكل من أشكال الحياة هو الحرية: الحرية في أن يكون الرجل رجلاً، وفي أن تكون الغيمة غيمة، وفي أن يكون الخيزران خيزراناً
Threatening apes. What was this room? How could he get out? The green blindfold was now wrapping around his throat, choking him. His heart was pounding. He
He was not a good surgeon, he was not a good doctor; he was not, he believed in his heart, a good man. But he refused to stop trying.
He read books. He liked none of them. He searched their pages for Amy. She was not there. He went to parties. They bored him. He walked the streets, gazing into strangers' faces. Amy was not there. Th...
He had avoided what he regarded as some obvious errors of life, such as politics and golf. But
As the cards fluttered to earth, as everyone’s hand was revealed as worthless, as every point won was shown to be a pointless charade, she would tell them how wonderful this other man was, and how if...
We wish we had never known.
The tormented, hopeless feeling of two people who lived together in a love not yet love, nor yet not; an unshared life shared; a conspiracy of affections, illnesses, tragedies, jokes and labour; a mar...
Name is Markos, he said. But call me Marco.
Definitions belong to the definer, not the defined, & I no longer wished to have my life & death foretold by others. I had endured too much to be reduced to an idea. Onto that pyre I threw so many, ma...
They lived in them all or they died and every man with them; they had come to believe that to abandon one man was to abandon themselves.
Suffering is not virtue, nor does it make virtue, nor does of it virtue necessarily flow.
My only idea ever, Dorrigo had confessed, is to advance forward and charge the windmill. Taylor had laughed, but Dorrigo had meant it. It’s only our faith in illusions that makes life possible, Squizz...
How empty is the world when you lose the one you love
He could never admit to himself that it was death that had given his life meaning.
Because not to fear was to imagine a world beyond experience. And that was too much for anybody.