“And for the partridge there was the sun suddenly shut out, the foul flailing blackness spreading wings above, the roar ceasing, the blazing knives driving in, the terrible white face descending – hooked and masked and horned and staring-eyed. And… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“And for the partridge there was the sun suddenly shut out, the foul flailing blackness spreading wings above, the roar ceasing, the blazing knives driving in, the terrible white face descending – hooked and masked and horned and staring-eyed. And… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“Their rapid, shifting, dancing motion had been so deft and graceful that it was difficult to believe that hunger was the cause of it… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“Dark against the bright rust of the dead leaves, an unfledged starling lay flabbily upon its back. It was loose-skinned, helpless, and frog-like. Its… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“For an hour, till greyness covered all, the water shone like milk and mother-of-pearl. The sea breathed quietly, like a sleeping dog.” — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“Weak people revenge Strong people forgive Intelligent people ignore Anon.” — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“And for the partridge there was the sun suddenly shut out, the foul flailing blackness spreading wings above, the roar ceasing, the blazing knives… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“The unchecked growth of many summers, rising and declining, has lessened the penetration of the light in a way one rarely sees in farmland… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“It is a good life, a seal's, here in these shallow waters. Like the lives of so many air and water creatures, it seems… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“It is an effort to descend down the hand-holds of memory to the plain beneath, to recall the lost future, the dusk hovering above… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“Bar-tailed godwits flying with curlew, with knot, with plover; seldom alone, seldom settling; snuffling eccentrics; long-nosed, loud-calling sea-rejoicers; their call a snorting, sneezing, mewing,… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“The trees did not reflect the sun so much as glow from within, as though their bark was of parchment, a membrane through which… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“This is now a different place from what it was two hours ago. There is no mysterious essence we can call a 'place'. Place… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
“Typical, isn’t it? Just when you start to think your tiny existence isn’t so bad after all, something comes along and gives you a… — J.A. Baker Copy Share Image
