Beginnings could happen more than once, or in different ways.

Beginnings could happen more than once, or in different ways.

And it can take a lifetime, a life of many years, to accept the incongruity of things: that a small moment can sit side by side with a big one, and become part of the same.

...People would make the decisions they wished to make and some of them would hurt both themselves and those who loved them, and some would pass unnoticed, while others would bring joy.

After the two drinks, she felt warm inside, and slightly indistinct at the edges.

There was no escaping what he had realized as he fought for warmth in the night. With or without him,the moon and the wind would go on, rising and falling. The land would keep stretching ahead until it hit the sea. People would keep dying. It made no difference if Harold walked, or trembled, or stayed at home.

you could be ordinary and attempt something extraordinary, without being able to explain it in a logical way.