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He said gloomily, 'I don't know what to believe.'
'Nothing. Surely that was the point.'
— Feb 25, 2026 11:47AM
'Nothing. Surely that was the point.'
Connie
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'St Augustine asked where time came from. He said it came out of the future which didn't exist yet, into the present that had no duration, and went into the past which had ceased to exist. I don't know that we can understand time any better than a child.'
— Feb 25, 2026 11:36AM
Connie
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"We were both happy with only ten years and a few counties between us, who were later to come together for no apparent purpose but to give each other so much pain."
— Feb 25, 2026 11:28AM
Connie
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"In the picture she looked younger and happier, but not more lovely than in the years I had known her. I wished I had been able to make her look that way, but it is the destiny of a lover to watch unhappiness hardening like a cast around his mistress."
— Feb 25, 2026 11:21AM
Connie
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"My hatred could believe in her survival: it was only my love that knew she existed no more than a dead bird."
— Feb 25, 2026 11:06AM
Connie
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"I thought; God has more mercy, and then I came out of the church and saw the crucifix they have there, and I thought, of course, he's got mercy, only it's such an odd sort of mercy, it sometimes looks like punishment."
— Feb 25, 2026 10:48AM
I lay on my back and watched the shadows of the Common trees shift on my ceiling. It's just a coincidence, I thought, a horrible coincidence that nearly brought her back at the end to You. You can't mark a two-year-old child for life with a bit of water and a prayer. If I began to believe that, I could believe in the body and the blood. You didn't own her all those years: I owned her. You won in the end, You don't need to remind me of that, but she wasn't deceiving me with You when she lay here with me, on this bed, with this pillow under her back. When she slept, I was with her, not You. It was I who penetrated her, not You."