“A tissue of small sounds filled the room, a bird, a clock, a voice from another garden. What we call silence.” — Patrick McGrath Garden Copy Share Image
“All was strange in a fog, buildings grew vague, human beings groped and became lost, the landmarks, the compass points, by which… — Patrick McGrath Copy Share Image
“Hugo," she said, in a certain hurt tone that I knew well and enjoyed provoking, "you can be most horribly rude when… — Patrick McGrath Rude Copy Share Image
“As we shook hands I wondered idly what her urine looked like.” — Patrick McGrath Urine Copy Share Image
“The uncanny first impression was again one of private hells coexisting in public space.” — Patrick McGrath First impression Copy Share Image
“Houses, I have come to believe, like love, like nature herself, should not reassure, should not attempt to soothe, or give comfort,… — Patrick McGrath House Copy Share Image
“I am not, as you will have observed, a man greatly enamored of his fellow human beings. I do not enter lightly… — Patrick McGrath Romance Copy Share Image
“Strange how reluctant I was to acknowledge that control of my fate lay beyond my own conscious will. Habit of a lifetime,… — Patrick McGrath Fate Copy Share Image
“There is something I have learned since being paralyzed, and that is that in the absence of sensory information, the imagination always… — Patrick McGrath Grotesque Copy Share Image
“Stella realized then that Charlie's unhappiness had locked him out of this community as effectively as hers had, and she felt a… — Patrick McGrath Nature Copy Share Image
“Various pieces of huge dark furniture constricted the passage, and the place smelled of boiled fish. I was shown into the parlor,… — Patrick McGrath Fish Copy Share Image
