In our absence, the violet early evening light pours in the bay window, filling the still room like water poured into a glass. The glass is delicate. The thin, tight surface of the liquid light trembles. But it does not break. Time does not pass. Not yet.


Madness: A Bipolar Life (ed. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2009) - ISBN: 9780547348193

Marya Hornbacher Quotes

In our absence, the violet early evening light pours in the bay window, filling the still room like water poured into a glass. The glass is delicate. ...

In our absence, the violet early evening light pours in the bay window, filling the still room like water poured into a glass. The glass is delicate. ...

In our absence, the violet early evening light pours in the bay window, filling the still room like water poured into a glass. The glass is delicate. ...

In our absence, the violet early evening light pours in the bay window, filling the still room like water poured into a glass. The glass is delicate. ...