“The rain echoed in the shadowy attic space and made me feel small and fragile, like a lace glove left behind on moving day - mateless and abandoned.”
“Behind him,across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps it was only an echo.”
“I felt emptied-out and singing with echoes, unrecognizable to myself: that particular feeling like your own house on the day you move out.”
“Fragile creatures of a small blue planet, surrounded by light years of silent space.”
“Life is like the stock market. Some days you're up. Some days you're down. And some days you feel like something the bull left behind.”
“On and on the rain will fall, Like tears from a star, like tears from a star On and on the rain will say, How fragile we are how fragile we are”