It seems to me that you need a lot of courage, or a lot of something, to enter into others, into other people. We all think that everyone else lives in fortresses, in fastnesses: behind moats, behind sheer walls studded with spikes and broken glass. But in fact we inhabit much punier structures. We are, as it turns out, all jerry-built. Or not even. You can just stick your head under the flap of the tent and crawl right in. If you get the okay.


Time's Arrow (ed. Vintage, 2011) - ISBN: 9780307777775


It seems to me that you need a lot of courage, or a lot of something, to enter into others, into other people. We all think that everyone else lives...

It seems to me that you need a lot of courage, or a lot of something, to enter into others, into other people. We all think that everyone else lives...

It seems to me that you need a lot of courage, or a lot of something, to enter into others, into other people. We all think that everyone else lives...

It seems to me that you need a lot of courage, or a lot of something, to enter into others, into other people. We all think that everyone else lives...