...It struck her, this was tragedy-- not palls, dust, and the shroud; but children coerced, their spirits subdued.
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Zum Autor"Writing is like sex. First you do it for love, then you do it for your friends, and then you do it for money."
"With twice his wits, she had to see things through his eyes -- one of the tragedies of married life."
"Rigid, the skeleton of habit alone upholds the human frame."
"About here, she thought, dabbling her fingers in the water, a ship had sunk, and she muttered, dreamily half asleep, how we perished, each alone."
"He looked very old. He looked, James thought, getting his head now against the Lighthouse, now against the waste of waters running away into the open, like some old stone lying on the sand; he looked as if he had become physically what was always at the back of both of their minds—that loneliness which was for both of them the truth about things."
"Alone, I often fall down into nothingness. I must push my foot stealthily lest I should fall off the edge of the world into nothingness. I have to bang my head against some hard door to call myself back to the body."