Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts

Monday, December 12, 2011

"She pictured wolves, packs of them"

"She pictured wolves, packs of them" - The Climber Room by Sam Lipsyte

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

"Here there is room to think"



"Here there is room to think" - Foster by Claire Keegan

Sunday, December 27, 2009

"In truth I am no gentleman, though I can be a gentle man"



"In truth I am no gentleman, though I can be a gentle man" - The System of the World by Neal Stephenson

Saturday, December 26, 2009

"I said it before, sir, you are a gentle man"



"I said it before, sir, you are a gentle man" - The System of the World by Neal Stephenson

Thursday, December 3, 2009

"We were two sombre boys hunched in our coats, grim winter settling in"



"We were two sombre boys hunched in our coats, grim winter settling in" - Midnight in Dostoevsky by Don DeLillo

Sunday, August 23, 2009

"Just so - if only we could jump fast enough, or had a strong enough wind at our backs, we could all be planets"



"Just so - if only we could jump fast enough, or had a strong enough wind at our backs, we could all be planets" - Quicksilver by Neal Stephenson

Monday, August 3, 2009

"Such happy memories of earlier days"



"Such happy memories of earlier days" - Remembering Babylon by David Malouf

Saturday, March 14, 2009

"Colorful insects flew around"



"Colorful insects flew around" - Anathem by Neal Stephenson

Friday, March 13, 2009

"That remembered image was all I had to go on"



"That remembered image was all I had to go on" - Anathem by Neal Stephenson

Thursday, March 12, 2009

"The place began to hum and rumble"



"The place began to hum and rumble" - Anathem by Neal Stephenson

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

"A few hundred people lived here, at least in the summer"



"A few hundred people lived here, at least in the summer" - Anathem by Neal Stephenson

Thursday, October 2, 2008

"Quinci fuor quete le lanose gote"



"Quinci fuor quete le lanose gote" - Divina Commedia by Dante Alighieri

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

"Maybe the camera was his shield"



"Maybe the camera was his shield" - Until I Find You by John Irving

Sunday, May 11, 2008

"Cats often disappear like that"



"Cats often disappear like that" - Man-eating cats by Haruki Murakami