It’s cavernous, this space between us, X tells me on our way to the off-licence. I feel like I’m in a dark cave and my words are echoing all around me. How do you manage to talk to people from out of all this space, with all these echoes?
Everyone carries a room about inside him. This fact can even be proved by means of the sense of hearing. If someone walks fast and one pricks up one's ears and listens, say in the night, when everything round about is quiet, one hears, for instance, the rattling of a mirror not quite firmly fastened to the wall.
Notes for a fragmentary novel entitled The Moment, linked at the top of the page.
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