In his clearest moments he thinks he has lost the ability to love, people or places or things, most of all the person and place and thing that he is. Without love nothing has value, nothing can be made to… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
“He is wearing he same black pants from yesterday, but no shirt, his body is brown and hard, perfectly proportioned. He knows that he… — damon galgut Copy Share Image
The only way you can be universal is to be sure you are very specifically local. — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
“As a result, he is hardly ever happy in the place where he is, something in him is already moving forward to the next… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
Things happen once only and are never repeated, never return. Except in memory. — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
If I had done this, if I had said that, in the end you are always more tormented by what you didn't do than… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
Poetry was syllable and rhythm. Poetry was the measurement of breath. Poetry was time make audible. Poetry evoked the present moment; poetry was the… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
“Past a certain point, maybe, a person's character defines itself and stays fixed in your mind.” — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
“Memory is fiction . . . All memory is a way of reconstructing the past. . . The act of narrating a memory is… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
“...if you are names without a nature, it's not because I don't remember, no, the opposite is true, you are remembered in me as… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
A journey is a gesture inscribed in space, it vanishes even as it's made. You go from one place to another place, and on… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
There's no theme, no moral to be learned, except for the knowledge that lightning can strike from a clear blue sky one morning and… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
“He has always had a dread of crossing borders, he doesn't like to leave what's known and safe for the blank space beyond in… — Damon Galgut Copy Share Image
![“Memory is fiction . . . All memory is a way of reconstructing the past. . . The act of narrating a memory is the act of creating fiction. [Armitstead, Claire. “Damon Galgut talks about his novel In a Strange Room.” The Guardian. 10 September 2010.]” quote by Damon Galgut](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/bea/damon-galgut-32445_books_memory-is-fiction-all-memory-is-a-way-of_604970.jpg)
