“(But does time honour things? Sabine would teach me to ask. How? Why? And if it does, ought it to go on doing so? And for how long?)” — A.P Copy Share Image
“...nothing more excruciating when you are fighting for your life than to have healthy people round you, squabbling over futilities. Who do you love… — A.P Copy Share Image
“Obscenity is a function of culture - a function in the mathematical sense, I mean, its value changing with that of the variables on… — A.P Copy Share Image
“Sabine used to maintain that preparation for a dance is comparable to what goes on in the back room of a butcher's shop: the… — A.P Copy Share Image
“I say sister because we were never too alike, too competitive with one another, ever to bond as friends: like the projecting pieces of… — A.P Copy Share Image
“Shape? Does a fog have shape? Does the twilight? Does the onset of darkness?” — A.P Copy Share Image
“(But does time honour things? Sabine would teach me to ask. How? Why? And if it does, ought it to go on doing so?… — A.P Copy Share Image
“Enemy number one was now the disease. It had a presence as solid as that of a person - I think all serious illnesses… — A.P Copy Share Image
“What's that she's fiddling with when she ought to be listening? I do believe it's a pair of tweezers. She's plucking the hairs off… — A.P Copy Share Image
“Years later I saw a film - poignantly sad, and for me unbearably so - about a scientist who had invented a kind of… — A.P Copy Share Image
“Serena had to cross her legs: in moments of dire amusement her bladder tended to play tricks.” — A.P Copy Share Image
“Where is the pain when your pride is wounded? And why do we say that: wounded? There is no gash, no blood, not even… — A.P Copy Share Image
“Love is never a problem, he said. Where there is love there is never a problem.” — A.P Copy Share Image
“An hour would be enough. An hour with my head on the pillow beside yours, foreheads touching, eyes locked with eyes (just the two… — A.P Copy Share Image
“Love is that as well, I was forgetting: it is taking a huge gamble, staking your all on a single improbable throw, jumping off… — A.P Copy Share Image
