A story has no beginning or end; arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience
from which to look back or from which to look ahead. -Graham Greene
The Lines
A screaming comes across the sky.
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
I am an invisible man.
Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything truly wrong, he was arrested.
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
It was a dark and stormy night.
It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone he was not.
Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.
124 was spiteful.
Mother died today.
I am a sick man I am a spiteful man.
For a long time, I went to bed early- Marcel Proust.
The moment one learns English, complications set in.
Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board
Elmer Gantry was drunk.
We started dying before the snow, and like the snow, we continued to fall.
It was a pleasure to burn.
It was love at first sight.
Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong person.
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
"To be born again," sang Gibreel Farishta tumbling from the heavens, "first you have to die."
It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York.
Most really pretty girls have pretty ugly feet, and so does Mindy Metalman, Lenore notices, all of a sudden.
If I am out of my mind, it's all right with me, thought Moses Herzog.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
Justice? - You get justice in the next world, in this world you have the law.
I write this sitting in the kitchen sink.
Of all the things that drive men to sea, the most common disaster, I've come to learn, is women.
He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.
Psychics can see the color of time — it's blue.
Time is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space.
The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting.
The flash projected the outline of the hanged man onto the wall.
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
I am an invisible man.
Someone must have slandered Josef K., for one morning, without having done anything truly wrong, he was arrested.
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
It was a dark and stormy night.
It was a wrong number that started it, the telephone ringing three times in the dead of night, and the voice on the other end asking for someone he was not.
Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.
124 was spiteful.
Mother died today.
I am a sick man I am a spiteful man.
For a long time, I went to bed early- Marcel Proust.
The moment one learns English, complications set in.
Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board
Elmer Gantry was drunk.
We started dying before the snow, and like the snow, we continued to fall.
It was a pleasure to burn.
It was love at first sight.
Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong person.
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.
"To be born again," sang Gibreel Farishta tumbling from the heavens, "first you have to die."
It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York.
Most really pretty girls have pretty ugly feet, and so does Mindy Metalman, Lenore notices, all of a sudden.
If I am out of my mind, it's all right with me, thought Moses Herzog.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
Justice? - You get justice in the next world, in this world you have the law.
I write this sitting in the kitchen sink.
Of all the things that drive men to sea, the most common disaster, I've come to learn, is women.
He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.
Psychics can see the color of time — it's blue.
Time is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space.
The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting.
The flash projected the outline of the hanged man onto the wall.
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