“But nowadays I feel guilty that I am granted the immunity of the artistically gifted, having never actually achieved anything to prove… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“Everything is very nearly over. And so none of the normal rules of behavior apply. And so none of my actions can… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“My phone doesn't ring and the doorbell doesn't either and I begin to wonder whether I am still alive.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“It makes me wonder if living under tragic circumstances inflects a person's sentences, irresistibly, with poetry.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“And out the bus window, here is my dead world come true, my whole dead world in motion.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I decided that if I didn't allow myself to fall asleep, then I wouldn't have to wake up again and despair.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“No matter how far I try to travel from people, people always appear. Either they follow me, or they're already there, and… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“This morning, I see the lead in my glass tumbler. A slim, bright glint, a silverfish. I feel it collecting in my… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“The last time I went out at night in the city was almost a year ago. It began with anxiety, then I… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“But no, now I see I never meant to Ben what Ben meant to me. If there was anything I said which… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“After college, I started working in the gallery and found myself surrounded by a whole new set of people who had not… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“Blending into the tinctures and textures of the countryside. The tree which falls without any human hearing still falls, as the creatures… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“Sometimes things happen that give me cause to believe I no longer exist. Car park barriers which do not lift when I… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“There really isn't much wrong with me,' I say, 'it's just that, well, I'm not like other people; I don't want the… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I love that an idea can be so powerful it doesn't matter whether I've seen the artwork for real or not.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“My only chance is to pretend it's a day like any other; to keep the despair only as great as on all… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“The worse things get, the more onerous they are to put right again. But this applies to every aspect of life.” — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“What bothered me was all of the time he wasted by drumming, and all the time I wasted by listening to him… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I know with unqualified certainty that I want to die. But I also know with equivalent certainty that I won't do anything… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I lie down and think about how this whole long, strange summer ought to end in a substantial event. But, probably, won't.… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I've always longed to have a patch of personal wilderness. Of waist-high grass entwined with wildflowers through which I can prance; within… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I can't remember the name of the piece, or the artist. Maybe it wasn't even an artwork. Why must I automatically assume… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“I remember the book I was reading. Hour of the Star by Clarice Lispector. I remember because there were so many things… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“At first I wonder if they are brothers; now I remember to wonder if they are robbers or rapists or murderers who've… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
“There's a table with some catalogues and a guest book in the corner; there are artworks. Today, I need so badly to… — Sara Baume Copy Share Image
