Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still Quotes
Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still
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“He speaks of himself as of another. Himself he devises too for company. Leave it at that. Confusion too is company up to a point. Better hope deferred than none. Up to a point. Till the heart starts to sicken. Company too up to a point. Better a sick heart than none. Till it starts to break. So speaking of himself he concludes for the time being, For the time being leave it at that.”
― Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still
― Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still
“They come at last to the door holding a great key. At the same instant night. When not evening night. Head bowed she stands exposed facing east. All dead still. All save hanging from a finger the old key polished by use. Trembling it faintly shimmers in the light of the moon. Wooed from below the face consents at last. In the dim light reflected by the flag. Calm slab worn and polished by agelong comings and goings. Livid pallor. Not a wrinkle. How serene it seems this ancient mask. Worthy those worn by certain newly dead. True the light leaves to be desired. The lids occult the longed-for eyes. Time will tell them washen blue. Where tears perhaps not for nothing. Unimaginable tears of old. Lashes jet black remains of the brunette she was. Perhaps once was. When yet a lass. Yet brunette. Skipping the nose at the call of the lips these no sooner broached are withdrawn. The slab having darkened with the darkening sky.”
― Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still
― Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still
“Then glutted – then torpid under its lid makes way for unreason. What if not her do they ring around? Careful. She who looks up no more looks up and sees them. Some among them. Still or receding. Receding. Those too closely seen who move to preserve their distance. While at the same time others advance. Those in the wake of her wandering. She never once saw one come toward her. Or she forgets. She forgets. Now some do. Toward but never nearer. Thus they keep her in the centre.”
― Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still
― Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still
