The old London was fading from her memory. She no longer expected to see the shops that had been bombed when she passed familiar streets. In many places the sites were being redeveloped. That’s what seemed real now — the new buildings and the flats above them. As she hit her stride, Mirabelle smiled. It felt good to be in the big city again and on her way. Sara Sheridan
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.
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Jonathan Safran Foer
There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.
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Shannon L. Alder
Sometimes loneliness makes the loudest noise.
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Aaron BenZeev
How sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
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Robert Browning
Real museums are places where Time is transformed into Space.
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Orhan Pamuk
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He noticed that he felt calmer now she was here, still in that grey dress with her dowdy hat, the air around her redolent with orchid oil. Perhaps all women in England had this effect. Perhaps they all smelled of flowers and exuded a calm...
The world is changing and you’re only just becoming accustomed to it. You’re changing, I suppose. You’ve changed since I’ve known you.’‘ How?’‘ You’ve come more alive.
There is something particularly fascinating about seeing places you know in a piece of art - be that in a film, or a photograph, or a painting.
I'm accustomed to reading Georgian and Victorian letters and sometimes you simply know in your gut that a blithe sentence is covering up a deeper emotion.
There was something indomitable about Maria — like Britannia. He’d heard that she kept her head during a Chilean earthquake the year before when men of greater age and experience had panicked. Afterwards she was discovered calmly taking notes, recording the way the land hand...
