“Other attempts appear as scars, weals, parentheses in conversation, absent days in his diary. But, at the same time, according to Stuart's weird sense of etiquette on such subjects, only one son in a family is allowed to kill himself,… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
“I have a great sense of Stuart and silence on these nights. The village, wrapped in sleep; owls glide between the yew trees, badgers… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
“And it is strange: a few moments after the cars that brought us down drive off, I become aware that already I have discovered… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
Twenty miles on, we have spotted a roadside sign: 'CHAINSAW CARVED MUSHROOMS'. Troubles promptly forgotten, Stuart falls to gawping at the road ahead. What… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
“You'd think the homeless would despise the rest of us, but it seems the thing they want to do most is talk. If only… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
I don't know, Alexander, sometimes it gets so bad you can't think of nothing better to do than make it worse. — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
“Disobedience is one of the few tricks you have left to hang on to the idea that you continue to exist distinctively and are… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
“Sometimes Stuart seems like an irritable fisherman. He bobs about, on the disruption of his life, a small, unsteady figure, fishing for order. Then… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
And so on, until you arrive at the other side, among the purely abstract self-harming: the grinding over your failures, the refusal to remember… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
“Is this what real homelessness is like? Not just a particular set of roof and walls gone, but a sense of the death of… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
It's a question I often ask myself: what would I do with me? And I don't know the answer. I don't know what I'd… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
“As his mother drove him away on the day he was let out, Stuart broke the cardinal prison rule: like Lot's wife, he looked… — Alexander Masters Copy Share Image
