Here is my last selection of favourite passages from this outstanding book:


...fifty red parrots dove and roared
like a conscious waterfall.

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The Pacific at night is red
and gives off a soot of desire.


from "XXXVII. Eyewitnesses"

Enormous pools of a moment kept opening around his handseach time he tried to move them.
from "XL. Photographs: Origin of Time"

...a light so brilliant it feels cold and hot at once.
from "XLI. Photographs: Jeats"

In the photograph the face ofHerakles is white. It is the faceof an old man. It is a photograph of the future, thought Geryon months later when hewas standing in his darkroomlooking down at the acid bath and watching likeness come groping out of the bones.
from "XLV. Photographs: Like and Not Like"

This is a memory of ourbeauty.
from "XLVI. Photographs: #1748"

We are amazing beings,Geryon is thinking. We are neighbors of fire.And now time is rushing towards themwhere they stand side by side with arms touching, immortality on their faces,night at their back.
from "XLVII. The Flashes in Which a ManPossesses Himself"


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