“So close now, Alec could read the make on his wetsuit, see the individual grains of sand that dusted the black material, the drops of water trembling on the points of his hair. Now or never. But Alec couldn‟t, couldn’t.… — Alex Beecroft Copy Share Image
“Who would have thought some doors only slammed shut temporarily; that when you turned to trudge away they could be flung open again, and… — Alex Beecroft Copy Share Image
“He looked like a man who was turning into paper, folding himself into origami angles, fragile and friable and prone to crumple.” — Alex Beecroft Copy Share Image
“They think one enjoys oneself by an endless procession of new vices. For myself I prefer to have one or two vices, properly matured.” — Alex Beecroft Copy Share Image
“So close now, Alec could read the make on his wetsuit, see the individual grains of sand that dusted the black material, the drops… — Alex Beecroft Copy Share Image
