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2/2 Paper lanterns were hanging from the wires, spheres of vivid orange that blew and trembled in the snow and the thin wind; the sea-grey clouds raced across the sky and the orange lanterns shivered against them.
The Beauty of the House is immeasurable; its Kindness infinite.

I came out of the park. The city streets rose up around me. There was a hotel for the courtyard with metal tables and chairs for people to sit in more clement weather. Today they were snow-strewn and forlorn. A lattice of wire was strung across the courtyard. 1/2

I know that she returns to the labyrinth often. Sometimes we go together; sometimes she goes alone. The quiet and the solitude attract her strongly. In them she hopes to find what she needs.

I tell them what told Jamie Askill: that I was in a house with many rooms; that the sea seeps through the house and that sometimes it swept over me, but always I was safe.
Matthew Rose Sorenson’s mother and father and sisters and friends tell each other that this is a description of a mental breakdown seen from the inside; and explanation they find reasonable, perhaps even reassuring

I remembered how Raphael had wondered which of the People of the Alcove had been murdered and how the simple fact of her posing the question have made the whole World seem a darker, sadder Place.
Perhaps that is what it’s like being with other people. Perhaps even people you like and admire immensely make you see the world in ways you would rather not.

The owners (dull exemplars of the prevailing mediocrity) were…

Oh, a thriller :)

They were all enamoured with the idea of progress and believed that whatever was new must be superior to what was old. As if merit was a function of chronology!

Complete charlatan, of course. For all the grand intellectual manner and the dark, penetrating stare, he hasn’t an original thought in his head. All his ideas are second-hand

Now we are talking!.. :)