The Sunken Cathedral Quotes

“Eleanor had bargained for their wedding present, the dragon-spouted teapot worth thousands and the cups to match, gold-leafed, scaly.”
― Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral

“In another landscape, a line of spruce in the distance would appear an inkblot, a punctuation to the endless grey sentence of the morning.”
― Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral

“In the background, classical music plays from a paint-splattered radio, the New York station with the ancient announcer more frequently heard in doctors’ waiting rooms and other places where signs prohibit the use of cell phones – the last bastions of Beethoven or Chopin or, on racier days, Shostakovich.”
― Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral

“Everyone always believes him to be the person they think he is, which in truth is no one”
― Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral

“The point is,” Sid Morris says. “This. Now. Paint on your brush, wind at your back, my crappy studio. This is the only certainty. Here: your sensations; your body existing for its moment in time. Everything else is crap.”
― Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral

“Do you think we are truly ever old?” she says. “I mean, inside ourselves, old? Ready to be old?”
― Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral

“Beauty! Sid Morris said, addressing the dirty windows that looked out to the alley where, on certain Thursdays, the smell up from the Chinese restaurant across the street reached a point you could almost taste. Beauty! he said.”
― Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral

“How can you possibly reconcile the great inequities of gender – coupled with the perversions of age and the randomness of everything?”
― Kate Walbert, The Sunken Cathedral