Sara Baume Quotes

And out the bus window, here is my dead world come true, my whole dead world in motion.

Art, and sadness, which last forever.

Blending into the tinctures and textures of the countryside. The tree which falls without any human hearing still falls, as the creatures who die without being found by a human still die.

Sometimes things happen that give me cause to believe I no longer exist. Car park barriers which do not lift when I drive towards them, automatic doors which do not open automatically as I approach.

But I have never wanted to be perceived as chatty and bright. I have always wanted to be solemn and mysterious.