We drank our coffee the Russian way. That is to say we had vodka before it and vodka afterwards.
Philip SingtonOne thing I knew about the novelistโs task: when in doubt, write; when empty, write; when afraid, write. Nothing is more impenetrable than the blank page. The blank page is the void, the absence of sense and feeling, the white light of literary death.
Philip SingtonThe railway was part scalpel, part movie camera, slicing the city open, parading its inner workings at fifty frames per second. It was on the S-Bahn that she felt least abandoned, as if the act of travelling turned back the clock, and brought her nearer to the future she had lost.
Philip Sington