“Life is a caravan, and on this journey we sleep in many tents. Tomorrow I shall sleep in a different tent. ”
“We sleep in many tents,”
“In one of the tents, Julian is sleeping. And in another: Alex”
“One clown sleeping in a car is not tragic. One clown sleeping with your wife in his car—tragic. Especially if you’re inside the tent enjoying the circus.”
“The stars sparkled above the mist shrouded tents and caravans of the carnival. The night crackled with an odd vibration, as if a veil of peculiarity settled over the company.”
“I wanted to quit and to do this forever, sleep in a bed and in a tent, see what was over the next hill and never see a hill again. All of this all at once, every moment, on the trail or off.”