You will live when you live. No one else can ever live your life and no one else will ever know what you know...
You die when you can't be real, Dolly thought. When you can't see who you are and when you cannot see what it.
Животът изисква да го живеем до непоносимост.
I doubt we will ever be forgiven. All I hope is – they'll remember we were human beings
1915. The year itself looks sepia and soiled-muddied like its pictures. In the snapshots everyone at first seems timid-lost-irresolute. Boys and men squinting at the camera.
Frederick?Had she really spoken? Certainly she'd tried, but her voice had failed to materialize and all she heard was the sound of her nightgown ripping as Frederick pulled it over her head and threw...
I tell you Charlie, I was there waiting in that field. waiting for Ede and Tom to find me. You don't think two people come together for nothing, do you? They were together because I was waiting to be...
Ede had been pregnant not quite the full term: eight months, two weeks, four days. She had lapsed into an extended silence - partly because she was still in mourning - still enraged and afraid of spee...
You die when you can't be real, Dolly thought. When you can't see who you are and when you cannot see what is.
Time is light, time is dark. You either dance, or you fall.
No one belongs to anyone. We're all cut off at birth with a knife and left at the mercy of strangers. You hear that? Strangers. I know what you want to do. I know you're going to go away to be a soldi...
They waited.The door did not open.The rain did not stop.The darkness made a tent and covered them completely.
Music is the worst of them - roiling and boiling - overly emotionalized on the one hand, overly intellectuallized on the other. Bach and Mozart indeed! Bach inevitably makes me think of fish in a barr...
Има степени на лудост, разбира се. Аз открих следи в самия себе си, признавам. – Той махна с ръка. – Но лудостта е силен звяр и не може да бъде уловена в теории. С времето се научих не само да не вярв...
People can only be found in what they do.
When Mrs Ross asked him what he was thinking of, he shrugged. But he was thinking of the time he'd climbed the steeple of a church when he was ten-and had seen, for the very first time, the world spre...
In a way being loved is like being told you never have to die.
Here was an unknown quantity-a child in breeches with a blue scarf wound around his neck whose job it was to get them out and back alive. This...was the greatest terror of war: what you didn't know of...
Ако оцеляването ѝ зависи от вярата ѝ, че живее на Луната, тогава ние трябва да приемем нейната реалност, а не тя нашата.
What you people who weren't yet born can never know is what it meant to sleep in cities under silent falls of snow when all night long the only sounds you heard were dogs that parked at trains that pa...
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