Caleb White

“Just as when you need to go to sleep you think of trees or lawns, you are taking instant symbolic refuge in a ready-made iconography of early safety and satisfaction. That exact place is where ghosts go.’ I”
― Max Porter, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers

“They offer me a space on the sofa next to them and the pain of them being so naturally kind is like appendicitis. I need to double over and hold myself because they are so kind and keep regenerating and recharging their kindness without any input from me. CROW”
― Max Porter, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers

“I remember being scared that something must, surely, go wrong, if we were this happy, her and me, in the early days, when our love was settling into the shape of our lives like cake mixture reaching the corners of the tin as it swells and bakes.”
― Max Porter, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers

“Encountering our dialect during those years was always disconcerting, provoking in me, and with equal force, both fear and longing.”
― Hisham Matar, The Return: Fathers, Sons and the Land in Between