Sunday, February 10, 2008
Hardboiled, Banana Yoshimoto
"Time expands and contracts. When it expands, it's like a pitch: it folds people in its arms and holds them forever in its embrace. It doesn't let us go very easily. Sometimes you go back again to the place you've just come from, stop and close your eyes, and realise that not a second has passed, and time just leaves you there, stranded, in the darkness."
Hard Luck, Banana Yoshimoto
"The tears I shed lately, particularly those linked to memories, were all but meaningless. They came out on their own, like bird shit. My dad knew this, and kept quiet."
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