Arms Quote by Ryan Knighton

“My sense of view became tactile not colourful, immediate not distant. Something within arms' reach” quote by Ryan Knighton — Download Open image

“My sense of view became tactile not colourful, immediate not distant. Something within arms' reach”

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“A tiredness crept over her that would shame narcoleptics. She could sleep anytime, anywhere, in any position. No hyperbole. I mean, we'd be at the dinner table, and I'd be in mid-sentence when I'd detect a fresh, eerie silence in the room, the kind that didn't sound to my blind man's ears like somebody listening. I'd just carry on with…

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“She stood in our cramped little bathroom, a bag of cosmetics in hand. Putting on her makeup while asking if we should buy a couch meant she'd already made up her mind that we were going to IKEA today, and asking me if we ought to go was her way of saying "Get your shoes on." It's dizzying, all the…

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