‘Question: is romance just a father who never carried you to bed carrying you, at last, to bed?’
‘Characteristically my wife refused to be drawn into the situation while I became obsessed with it.’
‘Through college she had been a feminist – more or less. She shaved her legs, but just not often enough, she liked to say.’
‘Each day we re-enact, on ourselves, what was done to us.’
‘Who knows: what I write I must eat, what I don’t write – eats me.’
‘I can hear the girl scratching a pencil inside a notebook. I don’t like it. I’ve asked her not to write about me.’
An extract from Vintage 1954 by Antoine Laurain, translated from the French by Emily Boyce and Jane Aitken.
An excerpt from Friedo Lampe’s At the Edge of Night, translated from the German by Simon Beattie.
‘When shit like this happens, people don’t walk out on fifteen-year marriages.’
‘He runs through the events of the day in his mind. Fairly frightening, really: the sudden request for his file, the question about the government. And the silence.’
‘Sharing her pain with other people meant that her pain belonged to her less, Joanne belonged to her less.’
‘My father no longer goes to the hospital to work, because you don’t find nurses in wheelchairs working in hospitals.’
‘It was one of those parties where no one knew the hostess.’
‘In the future we have to be as interesting to the AI as our pets are to us.’
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