“I don't want to alarm anyone, but everywhere we go I see Alec Baldwin. It's like he's following us.” — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“He had deduced also that I was quirky and promised me that he was too.” — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“When he wasn't making quirky jokes about his mother like this—it happened more than once—he mainly spoke at me, about his job… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“At first, sending the confession by real mail had felt like a genius device. I would not have to sit by my… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“I know I only want him,' she said between sobs, the syllables all wrong, 'because he doesn't want me . How is… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“I asked to use the bathroom and sat, recovering, on the edge of a marble bath on a dais—the kind Greek husbands… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“She told me it was unlucky to share a reading with others, but the main point, the one I don't mind mentioning… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“Man with goatee. Man who looked like a Beatle. All the Beatles at once. Woman wearing newspaper hat. I'd grown used to… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“Well, then, what's the plan now? You can't stay here forever.' My plan was indeed to stay there forever.” — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“The situation got worse when they came back to her apartment after and someone put on music. An advert interrupted during a… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“He told me things about himself that should have made him sound urbane but did the opposite. He told me, for example,… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“It was to do with the glazed look that always comes over me when faced with somebody who has offended or hurt me and… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“I was on the sidewalk, buffering, wondering if it was okay to follow people in real life.” — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“That night I dreamt about the roses laid at the wrong feet—the feet of the nurse. Each bit of the dream was like a… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“I saw a doctor. I went in case there were any remnants of the summer inside me—sticky, slender fish bones that needed to be… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“I felt the nauseous shiver in my stomach—everything from rage to empathy to morning sickness—that I had grown used to and now thought of… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“A neon-pink 3 flickered and instantly disappeared again into the dark. The sight of it on my own device now made me sick. I… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“I felt my own self-sufficiency, my own Walden Pond, seeping out of me as if I'd sprung a leak. Self soaked into everything around… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“ Roses are like kamikaze love pilots. Roses are like suicide love bombers. ” — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“Waking in the morning, I had to remember grief all over again. It was sunny, a white winter sun, and that made me sad.” — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“But you'd hope anyone would feel sympathy if they actually saw someone face to face, pleading for a chance.” — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
“From watching Silvia, I'd learned that one of the worst things about being ill is that most people find your suffering opaque. With this… — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
