At the time I could no more believe my eyes than I can now trust my memory. — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
It would be presumptuous to say writing a book would be a sufficient gesture, but if people were more preoccupied with the… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
People's ability to forget what they do not want to know, to overlook what is before their eyes, was seldom put to… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
Going home is not necessarily a wonderful experience. It always comes with a sense of loss and makes you so conscious of… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
In my photographic work I was always especially entranced... by the moment when the shadows of reality, so to speak, emerge out… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
I feel more and more as if time did not exist at all... only various spaces interlocking according to the rules of… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
At the time I could no more believe my eyes than now I can trust my memory. — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
It makes one’s head heavy and giddy, as if one were not looking back down the receding perspectives of time but rather… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
And so they are ever returning to us, the dead. At times they come back from the ice more than seven decades… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
If you're based in two places, on a bad day you see only the disadvantages everywhere. On a bad day, returning to… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
... the current of time slowing down in the gravitational field of oblivion. — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
Physicists now say there is no such thing as time: everything co-exists. Chronology is entirely artificial and essentially determined by emotion. Contiguity… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
In school I was in the dark room all the time, and I've always collected stray photographs; there's a great deal of… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
I've always been interested in photographs, collecting them not systematically but randomly. They get lost, then turn up again. — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
“In the warmer months of the year one or other of those nocturnal insects quite often strays indoors from the small garden behind my… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
“It is a sore point, because you do have advantages if you have access to more than one language. You also have problems, because… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
When I was a boy, I'd hide under the kitchen table and wind string around the chairs. I have a sense now that I… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
I've always felt that the traditional novel doesn't give you enough information about the narrator, and I think it's important to know the point… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
I came from anonymity, and I will continue to write as a private pursuit. — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
I don't want to talk about my trials and tribulations. Once you reveal even part of what your real problems might be in life,… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
Mine is a European imagination, shaped largely by my very promiscuous reading in German, French, English and, with greater difficulty, Italian. — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
I was brought up largely by my grandfather because my father only returned from a prisoner-of-war camp in 1947 and worked in the nearest… — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
Places seem to me to have some kind of memory, in that they activate memory in those who look at them. — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
Men and animals regard each other across a gulf of mutual incomprehension. — W. G. Sebald Copy Share Image
