“Then all at once they scatter yellow rose petals into the water, and as the river carries them past the cafe it is as though there was a reflection in the water of the cloths of heaven.”

Quote from ‘Love Like Salt’ by Helen Stevenson

“Well, whatever it is I’ve ended, it’s given me this very swanky green coat.

He wraps it around him. It’s a good fit, it smells leafy and fresh. He would make a good tailor. He has made something, made something of himself. His mother would be pleased at last.

Oh God. Is there still mother after death?”

From ‘Autumn’ by Ali Smith

“But I began then to think of time as having a shape, something you could see, like a series of liquid transparencies, one laid on top of another. You don’t look back along time but down through it, like water. Sometimes this comes to the surface, sometimes that, sometimes nothing. Nothing goes away.

From ‘Cat’s Eye’ by Margaret Atwood

‘The sand was moving. Like restless demerara, what had once been solid rock was not done yet. The whole beach was tilling itself down, as she stood here, moving on. Sands.”

From ‘Jellyfish’ by Janice Galloway