Names came pattering into the dusk, bodying out the places of their forebears, the villages and towns where the telegrams would be delivered, the houses where the blinds would be drawn, where low moan...
I breathed and breathed and did feel some calmness enter in, though it was, as always, shot with a sense of loss. Loss and fear.
. . she read with undifferentiated glee . . .
We're not really conscious of what we're doing most of the time.
There was a pretty young woman I used to see pegging out sheets and I worried that she would grow old there and that no one would know how beautiful she was. And maybe she would die without ever havin...
The more I heard, the less I knew.
Memory is the only thing that binds you to earlier selves; for the rest, you become an entirely different being every decade or so, sloughing off the old persona, renewing and moving on. You are not w...
Lonely's like any other organism; competitive and resourceful in the struggle to perpetuate itself.
It was entirely silent and I tried to breathe its peace.
You can't recall someone whose name has worn away.
We all operate on different levels of awareness. Half the time I don't know what I'm doing.
Until we can navigate in time, I'm not sure that we can prove that what happened is real.
There is nothing more sir, than to love and be loved.
I never for a moment considered killing myself, because it wouldn't have achieved anything.
There is an arch supported by four vast columns. Etched over hundreds and hundreds of yards of stone, furlongs of stone, there are names: Who are these, these? The men who died in this battle?No. The...
Sometimes my whole life seems like a dream; occasionally I think that someone else has lived it for me. The events and the sensations, the stories and the things that make me what I am in the eyes of...
In Frank I have found something beyond me, beyond my understanding, this is where some incredible core of me is destined to be even if not in this life.
I wonder what it's like to be dead.
I suppose it was a dream that lasted really about fifty years. By the time universal education had begun to work properly, say 1925, and the time the first teachers started to hold back information, s...
I don't like being rumbled, I like to be invisible.