“Stiffly he knelt beside her, watching himself kneel, take her hand, kiss her hand and put it to his face. There  was no doubt in either soul or body that she was dead. Dead. Gone. Happened. Lost. Over.”

Quote from ‘Old Filth’ by Jane Gardam

“All these years she had lived in isolation within herself and, strangely, from herself, never wanting or daring to look back. In the stone-floored echoing hall with the heavy low beams, her problems with Edward were already present in those first few seconds, in their first exchange of looks.”

Quote from ‘On Chesil Beach’ by Ian McEwan

“He had to stop his body being swept away, by wind, by time, by continental drift, by shooting stars, by shame.”

Quote from ‘Being Dead’ by Jim Crace