Yes, you need a passport to prove to the world that you exist. The people at passport control, they cannot look at you and see you are a person. No! They have to look at a little photograph of you. Then they believe you exist.

Household objects lost meaning. A bedside clock became a hunk of molded plastic, telling something called time, in a world marking it's passage for some reason.

Chunks of his life fell away, so that while we were moving ahead in time, he was moving back.

I'm the final clause in a periodic sentence, and that sentence begins a long time ago, in another language, and you to read it from the beginning to get to the end, which is my arrival.

It was like autumn, looking at her. it was like driving up north to see the colors.

I think it is important to remind people of the extent of our free will.

that since Cecilia’s suicide, the Lisbon’s could hardly wait for the night to forget themselves in sleep