What was in them was promise. They dealt in transformations; they suggested an endless series of possibilities, extending like the reflections in two mirrors set facing one another, stretching on, replica after replica, to the vanishing point.

“Το νερό δεν αντιστέκεται. Το νερό ρέει. Όταν βυθίζεις το χέρι σου μέσα του, το …”

“It was the thumbprints of human imperfection that used to move him, the flaws i…”

“If I am good enough and quiet enough, perhaps after all they will let me go; bu…”

“He's got his cigarette going. He offers her one; this time she takes it. Brief …”