Her lips touched his brain as they touched his lips, as though they were a vehicle of some vague speech and between… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
I thought of a labyrinth of labyrinths, of one sinuous spreading labyrinth that would encompass the past and the future . .… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
“How intimately I experience in my heart just what he must have felt in all of those unknown rooms, some of them… — Anna Kavan Copy Share Image
