If not just the brain but the quirks that made the individual were composed of recycled matter only, it was hard to be sure where the edges of one such being ended and another person began. — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
“Under the treaty of Sevres in 1920 Greece had been given Smyrna, and by 1922 the Greek army was trying to push its way… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
In the 1970s, British food was beginning to get good, whereas in France it was just starting its long, sad decline. My most memorable… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
“It was more wonderful than making love with a negro boxer on Mr Singer’s billiard table.” — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
I am a romantic, in a literary way, by which I mean the Romantic poets, who thought just because a sensation is fleeting doesn't… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
I suppose that each of us may have a great moment in our life, a month, a week a year, when we are most… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
If not just the brain but the quirks that made the individual were composed of recycled matter only, it was hard to be sure… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
I don't do interviews at home any more because my wife doesn't like having her taste in interiors put through the mill. And I… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
The past was suddenly rushing in on me in a way I found hard to fight. — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
He saw a picture in his mind of a terrible piling up of the dead. It came from his contemplation of the church, but… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
“Stephen watched the packets of lives with their memories and loves go spinning and vomiting into the ground. Death had no meaning, but still… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
From an early age she had developed the art of being alone and generally preferred her own company to anyone else’s. She read books… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
Why would a novel - which is all about the inward processes of people's developing feelings and developing relationships - why would you be… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
“I liked slicing through the beige brain when it had been fixed; the texture reminded me of cooked cauliflower. It was wonderful to hold… — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
“Until we can navigate in time, I'm not sure that we can prove that what happened is real.” — Sebastian Faulks Copy Share Image
