“He was like a child with haemophilia: every contact drew blood.”
“Impact your sphere of contact,raise a child and a nation is empowered.”
“He drew me like gravity.”
“I would assign every lie a color: yellow when they were innocent, pale blue when they sailed over you like the sky, red because I knew they drew blood. And then there was the black lie. That's the worst of all. A black lie was when I told you the truth. ”
“His whole mind and body seemed to be afflicted with an unbearable sensitivity, a sort of transparency, which made every movement, every sound, every contact, every word that he had to speak or listen to, an agony. Even in sleep he could not altogether escape form her image.”
“He's like a child, but without a child's capacity for joy.”