“But now I remember, of course, I'm never going to be old.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“How easy to be electrocuted. How fine the line between beauty and peril.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“In the face of immense tragedy—yet again—unexpected beauty.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“I think: I can read into anything. I think: I can read into nothing at all.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“People don't like it when you say real things.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“Whether or not I want to see him, I do not want him to see me.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“I think: by the time I'm old, nobody will be able to die any more.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“I look at the cake in my mother's arms and think: here stands the only person in the whole world who'd go… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“It's too warm for red wine; now I mix gin and tonics instead. I find they make the ordinary sensation of living… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“But I have never wanted to be perceived as chatty and bright. I have always wanted to be solemn and mysterious.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“I knew precisely what things I wanted to do—and when and why—and I was deeply resentful of other people's attempts to enforce… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“And I felt like such a failure. I thought: I can't even do mental illness properly.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“Appreciate the people around you. Don't replump their pillows until they return safely in the evening.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I don't want to say hello, nor do I want him to know that I've seen him and failed to say hello.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“I believe: I am less fearful of being alone than I am of not being able to be alone.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I know with unqualified certainty that I want to die. But I also know with equivalent certainty that I won't do anything… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“What bothered me was all of the time he wasted by drumming, and all the time I wasted by listening to him… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“I’ve never seen what he looks like but his disembodied voice is almost godlike in the way it booms from nowhere and… — Sara Baume Godlike Copy Share Image
“In the days approaching Christmas, she always reminds me of the previous year: 'Jane crocheted you an entire poncho, and all you… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“Our toys were sixteen or seventeen; only the very eldest were in their early twenties, because, apparently, I didn't envision anything of… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“But now I am beginning to understand we all become tyrants beneath our own roof slates. Or maybe we don't; maybe it's… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“I've always longed to have a patch of personal wilderness. Of waist-high grass entwined with wildflowers through which I can prance; within… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“I lie down and think about how this whole long, strange summer ought to end in a substantial event. But, probably, won't.… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“It happens so seldom; I must catch and keep this slender yearning, a rare beetle in a jam-jar trap. But mustering will… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“We rarely saw each other outside the walls of the gallery, but inside its glaring white spaces, to exorcise the tedium of… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“Why must I test myself? Because no one else will, not anymore. Now that I am no longer a student of any… — Sara Baume Furniture Copy Share Image
“You can't dance to paintings. This is something Ben said, during one of our White Cube conversations, back when I was still… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“And I wonder if any of the road-kill creatures actually wanted to die and threw themselves beneath the speeding wheels. A lethargic… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“And yet, here I am. Perceiving everything that is wonderful to be proportionately difficult; everything that is possible an elaborate battle to… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“My mother likes odd numbers and is suspicious of the even ones. She reads a new book every week and is bewitched… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“So it's as if,' I say, 'I'm okay in my own bones, but I know that my bones aren't living up to… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“But now I remember: I am mentally ill. Properly, officially. And cannot be held responsible for my actions, my words.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“Now I wonder if each artwork is in fact utterly inaccessible to everybody but the person to whom it is secretly addressed?” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“Though I am naturally curious about people, I'm also naturally uneasy when they are right in front of me; when I am… — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“My mother says: 'People who suffer from anxiety are usually those with the most vivid imaginations.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“It’s time to accept that I am average, and to stop making this acceptance of my averageness into a bereavement.” — Sara Baume Acceptance Copy Share Image
“This morning, the sun endures past dawn. I realise that it is August: the summer's last stand.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
“Only the lighted houses remaining, the lemon blush of their inhabited windows.” — Sara Baume A-line-made-by-walking Copy Share Image
