The invisible is only another unexplored country, a brave new world.

A day without an argument is like an egg without salt.

I am entirely alone. I and my shadow fill the universe.

I had the brief notion that his heart, pressed flat as a flower, crimson and thin as tissue paper, lay in this file. It was a very thin one.

I know that whenever a group of women are gathered together, the grandmother always makes a phantom appearance, hovering above them.

...in their millenial and long-lived patience they knew quite well how, in a hundred years, or a thousand years' time, or else, perhaps, tomorrow, in an hour's time, for it was all a gamble, a million to one chance, but all the same there was a chance that if they kept on shaking their chains, one day, some day, the clasps upon the shackles would part.

There are lots of things that you can brush under the carpet about yourself until you're faced with somebody whose needs won't be put off.