The day is refracted, and the next and the one after that, all of them broken up into a hundred juggled segments, each brilliant and self-contained so that the hours are no longer linear but assorted like bright sweets in a jar.
Unless I am a part of everything I am nothing. - Penelope Lively
Unless I am a part of everything I am nothing.
- Penelope Lively
The past is our ultimate privacy; we pile it up, year by year, decade by decade, it stows itself away, with its perverse random recall system. - Penelope Lively
The past is our ultimate privacy; we pile it up, year by year, decade by decade, it stows itself away, with its perverse random recall system.
I'm intrigued by the way in which physical appearance can often direct a person's life; things happen differently for a beautiful woman than for a pl… - Penelope Lively
I'm intrigued by the way in which physical appearance can often direct a person's life; things happen differently for a beautiful woman than for a pl…
And in another year everything will be different yet again. It is always like that, and always will be; you are forever standing on the brink, in a p… - Penelope Lively
And in another year everything will be different yet again. It is always like that, and always will be; you are forever standing on the brink, in a p…
The present hardly exists, after all-it becomes the past even as it happens. A tricky medium, time - and central to the concerns of fiction. - Penelope Lively
The present hardly exists, after all-it becomes the past even as it happens. A tricky medium, time - and central to the concerns of fiction.
We make choices but are constantly foiled by happenstance. - Penelope Lively
We make choices but are constantly foiled by happenstance.
We all need a past - that's where our sense of identity comes from. - Penelope Lively
We all need a past - that's where our sense of identity comes from.
It seems to me that everything that happens to us is a disconcerting mix of choice and contingency. - Penelope Lively
It seems to me that everything that happens to us is a disconcerting mix of choice and contingency.
It seems to me that anyone whose library consists of a Kindle lying on a table is some sort of bloodless nerd. - Penelope Lively
It seems to me that anyone whose library consists of a Kindle lying on a table is some sort of bloodless nerd.
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