I wanted to rub the human race in its own vomit, and force it to look in the mirror.
J.G. BallardIn the trenches between the burial mounds hundreds of dead soldiers sat side by side with their heads against the torn earth, as if they had fallen asleep together in a deep dream of war.
J.G. BallardTags: empire-of-the-sun
After a heavy snowfall one night in early December the snow formed a thick quilt from which the old man's face emerged like a sleeping child's above an eiderdown. Jim told himself that he never moved because he was warm under the snow.
J.G. BallardTags: empire-of-the-sun
In the talcum on the floor around him he could see the imprints of his mother's feet. She had moved from side to side, propelled by an over-eager partner, perhaps one of the Japanese officers to whom she was teaching to tango. Jim tried out the dance steps himself, which seemed far more violent than any tango he had ever seen, and managed to fall and cut his hand on the broken mirror.
J.G. BallardTags: empire-of-the-sun
They thrived on the rapid turnover of acquaintances, the lack of involvement with others, and the total self-sufficiency of lives which, needing nothing, were never dissapointed.
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However, for all his affection and loyalty towards the animal, the dog would soon be leaving him - they would both be present at a celebratory dinner when they reached the roof, he reflected with a touch of gallows-humour, but the poodle would be in the pot.
J.G. BallardTags: dogs dark-humor dog dinner j-g-ballard ballard high-rise james-graham-ballard jg-ballard dark-humour
First she would try to kill him, but failing this give him food and her body, breast-feed him back to a state of childishness and even, perhaps, feel affection for him. Then, the moment he was asleep, cut his throat. The synopsis of the ideal marriage.
J.G. BallardTags: paradox murder marriage relationships husband wife j-g-ballard ballard james-graham-ballard jg-ballard
On the morning after the storm the body of a drowned giant was washed ashore on the beach five miles to the north-west of the city.
J.G. BallardTags: short-story-collection
I am looking into a silent world.
J.G. BallardTags: short-story-collection
These people were the first to master a new kind of late twentieth-century life. They thrived on the rapid turnover of acquaintances, the lack of involvement with others, and the total self-sufficiency of lives which, needing nothing, were never disappointed.
J.G. BallardTags: technology science-fiction 20th-century
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