Tuesday, 26 September 2017

Gerard Reve: The Evenings: A Winter's Tale


All is lost, everything is ruined. It’s ten past three.


“I take cards out of a file. Once I have taken them out, I put them back in again."


“Age, gender and nature of bodily harm: please, do tell.”


"Eternal, only, almighty, our God, fix Your gaze upon my parents. See them in their need. Do not turn Your eyes from them."

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