Daniel

“What was I thinking, dropping everything? The devastating possibility of the same old job, of a tiny room in a suburban apartment, of lovers as fleeting as shooting stars, hot to the touch one day, a distant dream the next.”
― Eva Baltasar, Boulder

“Sometimes, Samsa’s make me wonder if I’ve made a mistake loving her with such ease. But it means everything to hold her in my arms, her body steadfast to mine, happiness flowing from her limbs like the vigorous power of a god, knowing without a doubt that this is my all.”
― Eva Baltasar, Boulder

“When it came to love, we found ourselves confronting a foreign language. We did not know how to estimate or value things that were free. The things that were free – sex, conversation, the smell of grass in summer – unsettled us. We sought to commodify them and create outcomes from them. But they seemed to belong to everybody: we couldn’t keep them for ourselves.”
― Rachel Cusk, Parade

“When G tried to see her, he simply saw his effect on her, saw in other words himself. Another man looking at her would see something different – this, he realised, was what he was unable to tolerate. It was unbearable that she could take his power of sight away from him and still be seen by everyone else.”
― Rachel Cusk, Parade