A stray fact: insects are not drawn to candle flames, they are drawn to the light on the far side of the flame, they go into the flame and sizzle to nothingness because they're so eager to get to the light on the other side.
Michael CunninghamTags: fact insects flame candle
It was either the wind or the spirit of the house itself, briefly unsettled by our nocturnal absence but to old to be surprised by the errands born from the gap between what we can imagine and what we can in fact create.
Michael CunninghamTags: life
What she wants to say has to do not only with joy but with the penetrating, constant fear that is joy's other half.
Michael CunninghamMy little girl, oh, the daughter I never had. Now tell me, angel, are you fucking anybody new?
Michael CunninghamTags: ironic
Zoe loved Trancas's mother. She respected her exhausted and ironic hope for rebirth.
Michael CunninghamTags: ironic
He says, 'I don't know if I can face this. You know. The party and the ceremony, and then the hour after that, and the hour after that.'
'You don't have to go to the party. You don't have to go to the ceremony. You don't have to do anything at all.'
'But there are still the hours, aren't there? One and then another, and then you get through that one and then, my god, there's another. I'm so sick.
Tags: depression
Take me with you. I want a doomed love. I want streets at night, wind and rain, no one wondering where I am.
Michael CunninghamTags: love
He is still, at times, astonished by her. She may be the most intelligent woman in England, he thinks. Her books may be read for centuries.
Michael CunninghamOne of the troubles with love is, you can't talk about it without feeling like you keep cueing old songs.
Michael CunninghamMorning, Peter,” she calls
from the back, in her exaggerated German accent. Mawning, Pedder.
She’s been in the States more than fifteen years now, but her
accent has gotten heavier. Uta is a member of what seems to be a
growing body of defiantly unassimilated expatriates. She on one
hand disdains her country of origin (Darling, the word “lugubrious”
comes to mind) but on the other seems to grow more German (more
not-American) with every passing year.
...
Because Uta is German, utterly German, which of course is probably why she left
there, and insists that she’ll never go back.
Tags: ironic
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