I walk away from him. It's enormously pleasing to me, this walking away. It's like being able to make people appear and vanish, at will.

This above all, to refuse to be a victim.

When I was 16, I started publishing all kinds of things in school magazines.

All it takes,” said Crake, “is the elimination of one generation. One generation of anything. Beetles, trees, microbes, scientists, speakers of French, whatever. Break the link in time between one generation and the next, and it’s game over forever.

She had no images of this love. She could offer no anecdotes. It was a belief rather than a memory.

By telling you anything at all I'm at least believing in you, I believe you're there, I believe you into being.

Love is the pursuit of shadows.