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400 pages, Hardcover
First published March 1, 2012
But everything that never was is also a thing that might have been – and such a thing has more existence than you or I, for it has a thousand potential existences, and we have only the one we were born to. And of all those possibilities, what could be more fantastical a transformation?
Life kept kicking you with surprises, at the back of your knees
‘A man cannot split himself in two, Will.’ He paused. ‘One half will die, sooner or later.’
For there is no such thing as a moment. Call it a second, or an instant, if you like. Now cut it in half – for there is naught in creation so small it cannot be divided. So now the moment is two – so which was the moment of love? Both, part one, part t’other? It can’t be. A moment exists only when we look back at it. All in the heart and mind is flux and process, so it hardly signifies which moment we show in how the lady changes, so long as it convinces.
Now to go on, now to be Ghost. It banishes the other ghosts from his side, for a time: being someone else. Leaving the world, he steps on stage. Now, the real turn into ghosts. Like a snail in reverse, he can only live away from the shell of himself.