I desire therefore I exist.

Your green eye is a reducing chamber. If I look into it long enough, I wil become as small as my own reflection, I will diminish to a point and vanish. I will be drawn down into that black whirlpool and be consumed by you. I shall become so small you can keep me in one of your osier cages and mock my loss of liberty.

He is, I think, already pondering a magisterial project: that of buggering the English language, the ultimate revenge of the colonialised.

Anticipation is the greater part of pleasure.

He was a lovely man in many ways. But he kept on insisting on forgiving me when there was nothing to forgive.

I haven't changed much, over the years. I use less adjectives, now, and have a kinder heart, perhaps.

She stood lost in eternity wearing a crazy dress, watching the immense sky.