“An hour would be enough. An hour with my head on the pillow beside yours, foreheads touching, eyes locked with eyes (just the two of us, mind you, minus that sodding cat); an hour to smell the smell of you… — 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
