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Michael Cunningham

  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    She is, Walter decides, like a deposed aristocrat, interesting without being particularly important. She sees him arrive at his decision.
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    Clarissa crosses Houston Street and thinks she might pick up a little something for Evan, to acknowledge his tentatively returning health. Not flowers; if flowers are subtly wrong for the deceased they’re disastrous for the ill.
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    She is still regal, still exquisitely formed, still possessed of her formidable lunar radiance, but she is suddenly no longer beautiful.
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    Martin Campo is heroic, don’t you think? He’s sunk his entire family fortune into publishing important, difficult books he knows won’t sell.
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    Sorry. I seem to keep thinking things have already happened. When you asked if I remembered about the party and the ceremony, I thought you meant, did I remember having gone to them. And I did remember. I seem to have fallen out of time.
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    Sometimes, faintly, she can distinguish a word. “Hurl,” once, and “under” on two occasions. A flock of sparrows outside her window once sang, unmistakably, in Greek.
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    She can’t tell what he is saying— she makes out the word “hurl,” which is followed by Richard’s low, rumbling laugh, a slightly pained sound, as if laughter were something sharp that had caught in his throat.
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    The chair—an elderly, square, overstuffed armchair obesely balanced on slender blond wooden legs—is ostentatiously broken and worthless. It is upholstered in something nubbly, no-colored, woolen, shot through (this is, somehow, its most sinister aspect) with silver thread.
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    I think of them as coalescences of black fire, I mean they’re dark and bright at the same time. There was one that looked a bit like a black, electrified jellyfish. They were singing, just now, in a foreign language. I believe it may have been Greek. Archaic Greek.”
  • elf1001has quoted8 months ago
    She feels briefly, wonderfully alone, with everything ahead of her.
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