What I was afraid of was my own grief, the weight of it, the ineluctable corrosive force of it, and the stark awareness I had of being, for the first time in my life, entirely alone, a Crusoe shipwrecked and stranded in the limitless wastes of a boundless and indifferent ocean.
John BanvilleHow flat all sounds are at the seaside, flat and yet emphatic, like the sound of gunshots heard at a distance.
John BanvilleTo take possession of a city of which you are not a native you must first fall in love there.
John Banville