“The beauty of night never fades, because it is a beauty that has not yet shone, a beauty of hope, of expectation, of desire. Your first view of a midday beauty is always in this sense your last: it becomes… — Andrew Zurcher Copy Share Image
“She had been on the surface of the leaf, the leaf like a page, and the page that of a book; then by the margin she had sunk to its stem, gathering in; and now she was burrowing within the opening, down to the threads of the sticthing where they looped and tunnelled in the unliving earth, through the binding,… — Andrew Zurcher Copy Share
“She is the thing that no one can ever see clearly. The thing you can almost grasp, the thing you can very nearly make out, but then it eludes you - she is what gets away, like a thought or a vision at the moment you start from sleep, like the strand you lose when you look at the twine.… — Andrew Zurcher Copy Share
“The beauty of night never fades, because it is a beauty that has not yet shone, a beauty of hope, of expectation, of desire.… — Andrew Zurcher Copy Share Image
“- 'Sometimes people who truly love one another can't bear to come together.' - 'Why?' - 'Where would you go from there?' - 'Where… — Andrew Zurcher Copy Share Image
