“You assumed whatever was vivid to yourself was vivid to others, and vice versa, but she was going to make him spell… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“For a moment, he thought he sensed, beneath the visible world, some blind infrastructure connecting the two of them, or the three… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“But what if time worked the other way around? What if what his adolescent self had felt then was the ghost of… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“But porca miseria , the things night can do to time. In place of hardwired sequence, it's more like everything all mixed up.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“The second this interminable wait ended, it would all start to fall away into the past, to become unreal.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“There is no such thing as a perfect phrase, or a private language, and . . . time only runs the one way.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Because if every moment of a life is present in every other, so is every old self you've ever tried to outrun.… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“But no, what interested him, psychologically speaking, was the sense of continuity itself, the mind's insistence that this was the same Regan… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“There were two options—call the foul or don't—and either way, he would lose, but there was a thrill here in this moment… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Was she Minh Thuy, finally, or was she Jenny? But the time when there had been a meaningful difference between the two… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Once or twice, at night, he planted himself in front of the type-writer, trying to get back to the book he'd come… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Whatever he's feeling at a given moment is what he's always been and always will be feeling.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“And didn't time always slow, anyway, the closer you came to what you wanted?” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Despite which, Charlie seems doomed to stumble around in the dark, clutching pieces of a puzzle he still can't see.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“He’d wanted it to be about losing, about the things we’re born into loving and then lose.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Though what could anyone really say these days with one hundred percent certainty?” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Detonations crash in from nearby like walls she's a void at the center of.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Because if every moment of a life is present in every other, so is every old self you've ever tried to outrun. And then… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Between the whiskers scraggling down his neck and the now-crooked glasses, he could have been the Black Allen Ginsberg.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“But no, what interested him, psychologically speaking, was the sense of continuity itself, the mind's insistence that this was the same Regan he'd known… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“He lights a cigarette off a candle. These death-tubes, these little crutches or fuses: useful for getting through all sorts of things you don't… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Truly unconditional love was suffocating, in that it took so little notice of who you actually were.” — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“And so she remained, like everything that mattered to me then, secret—to be pursued in the woods by moonlight, when I was supposed to… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Now, though, there was a second part, an artifact of his recent illness, as if his melancholy had, in a universe adjacent to this… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
“Darkness just loosens the mask. Sharpens the mind's eye. Makes the color of a remembered pencil, or a tick of waxy red on a… — Garth Risk Hallberg Copy Share Image
