“The director of the Road Safety Authority comes on the radio to tell me that today is the day of the year upon which more people die in car accidents than on any other, as though if he tells me… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“The entrepreneurs are only about my age, probably younger, but they don't seem so. Their tailored clothes and unbending hairdos, their clipboards and laser… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“. . . buzzed up by the knowledge that none of my family knew where I was, who I was with nor when I'd… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“My phone doesn't ring and the doorbell doesn't either and I begin to wonder whether I am still alive.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“The last time I went out at night in the city was almost a year ago. It began with anxiety, then I was pleasantly… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“Only the lighted houses remaining, the lemon blush of their inhabited windows.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“Sometimes things happen that give me cause to believe I no longer exist. Car park barriers which do not lift when I drive towards… — Sara Baume 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 kind, I… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“Why is it only now that I can see how many ordinary things are actually grotesque?” — Sara Baume 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 the tasks… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“Everything is very nearly over. And so none of the normal rules of behavior apply. And so none of my actions can have consequences.” — Sara Baume 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 is not… — Sara Baume 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 right in… — Sara Baume 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 gave her… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
